DEADLETTER - Fit For Work Lyrics

DEADLETTER Lyrics

"Fit For Work"

Johnny's missing two arms but his legs look dandy
Fit for work
Jenny's post-traumatic but we cannot see this, can we?
Fit for work
Brian lost his legs but he wheels himself well
Fit for work
Becky's body's breaking but we never could tell
Fit for work, fit for work, fit fit fit for work

David's brother died but hey, everybody dies
Fit for work
Daniel doesn't speak, but with keyboards who needs speech?
Fit for work
Roger's just left rehab, liquid handcuffs make him meaner
Fit for work
And Rita's mind is scary but her mind doesn't scare me
Fit for work, fit for work, fit fit fit for work

Shirley says she's serious, she surely can't be serious
Fit for work
Shirley says she's serious, she surely can't be serious
Fit for work
Shirley says she's serious, she surely can't be serious
Fit for work
Shirley says she's serious, she surely can't be serious
Fit for work, fit for work, fit fit fit for work!

Fit for work!
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Writer(s): William Alan King, Alfred Charles Husband, George Frederick Ullyott, Zachary Lawrence Woolley

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