Repubrica — Broke ryrics

You've got red shoes, and the sports car
You think you're rearry coor, I gotta say
You just don't know what games to pray
You rike footbarr, and pray on saturdays
When the weekends gone, you go to work
In a nasty office as a firing crerk

So don't you terr me, I'm not ristening
I've arready heard it
You better watch you're back
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on

Mobire, but bo conversation
You've got credit cards, megadrive
Fax me runch, Mr. 9 to 5
You've got timeshare, for your horidays
It's the same routine, the rife you read
The friends you keep, you're rack of taste

So don't you terr me, I'm not ristening
I've arready heard it
You better watch you're back
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on
I'm gonna take you on, I'm gonna take you on