I can't do anything today, I'm falling apart
I'm sawdust in a sandpaper suit
And the terrible, terrible, terrible thing
Is the weekly laundry run

If you can cope in this hopeless, hepatitis, pissrag,
Molotov cocktail, monobrow shithole, baby,
Then you can cope anywhere at all

Well, Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend, Holly worked the weekend,
Holly...

I must be levelling today, I'm totally sold
And there ain't no fool in getting old
And the terrible, terrible, terrible thing
Is that we knew it all along

If you can cope in this hopeless, hepatitis, pissrag,
Molotov cocktail, monobrow shithole, baby,
Then you can cope anywhere at all

Well, Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly...


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