מילים לשיר Punch The Clock – Roger Miret & The Disasters

City streets full of anger
Broken bottles and gentrification You don't know were you fit any longer Opprotunities have faded away Making needs to stay alive
A vague memory of right and wrong Time bomb! Life's been a hopeless riddle
Time bomb! Here's the joke the last laugh's on me 9 seconds remaining, tick 987654321. fuck you! Getting tired of punching the clock What's the point for what career? Still in a daze and confused Must've gone over my head
Never saw it coming
A thought of going postal on you.