Lyrics Supermarket Sweep - Billy Nomates

Clean up in aisle seven
Barry's spilt his guts out again
He's all over the cereal
And people are starting to complain
Well he might not never of wanted this life
And we took him off frozen goods for a while

"Maybe the monotony is here
To stay" he thought
In every dead end job in every dead end town

Eskimo Steve who led the frozen team
When he saw Barry his heart it sunk
I remember just last week in the corner there
He collapsed in a heap of happy potato faces
We all just thought the cold was getting to him
Because it does

"Maybe the monotony is here to stay" he thought
In every dead end job in every dead end town
"Maybe the monotony is here to stay" he thought
In every dead end job in every dead end town

I swipe a bit of meat and I don't care what you think
I never wash my hands at work thats why they always stink
I really myself
I really hate this job
I really hate this coffee
I really hate my boss
I float in fog yeah, I float in fog yeah, I float in fog yeah
I just go round and round til I look at the light on the ceilin'
I'm dead I left your fag ash in aisle four behind the uncut bread

"Maybe the monotony is here to stay" he thought
In every dead end job in every dead end town
"Maybe the monotony is here to stay" he thought
In every dead end job in every dead end town