Život, Rad, Užas lyrics

Život, rad, užas work.work.you just work.until you get sickend of life and until you die of tiredness and hunger wake up in the morning and go to work again. work.work.you just work until you die of tiredness and hunger and until they find you dead on the facade wake up in the morning and go to work again. labour life-no sort of life im working.im working.im still working.i aint got a day to chill every day.every day im working fuck you all cause i have to work labour life-no sort of life life wouldnt be life if all wasnt so bloody nervous life.work.horror.the worst nightmare ever