Space-CUDets: Song Lyrics

I won't work nine-to-five,
That's my profession,
It's not the way I want to live my life,
That's my lesson,
And being friends with you is just too much work for me.

When I see a hippy I just want to beat him up, When I was younger ????????,
Cross-collateralisation,
It's the word the boss will say when he don't want to pay,
And when I hear it now I get a queasy sensation,

You and me ????????,
Silky slips and fingertips,
But I don't want to earn an honest day, It's just a heavy trip,
I don't mean to diss work,
But I won't to do your peace work.

I make registration, just to tempt the fates,
Guarantee that your mother hates me,
And I'll keep it up,
'Cos nothing grates like piecework,
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