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19.4 - Top 18.6 - Middle rob? 19.2 - Top 18.4 - Mate, middle Jobseeker! Can of strongbow, I'm a mess Desperately clutching onto a leaflet on depression Supplied to me by the nhs Is anyone's guess how I got here? Anyone's guess how I go? I suck on a roll-up - pull your jeans up Fuck off, I'm going home Jobseeker! So mr. Williamson, what have you done in order to find gainful employment Since your last signing on date? Fuck all I've been sat around the house wanking And I want to know why you don't serve coffee here My signing on time is supposed to be ten past eleven It's now twelve o'clock And some of you smelly bastards need executing Mr. Williamson your employment history looks quite impressive I'm looking at three managerial positions you previously held with quite Reputable companies, isn't this something you'd like to go back to? Nah, I'd just end up robbing the fucking place You've got a till full of 20s staring at you all day I'm hardly going to bank it Jobseeker! I’ve go drugs to take, and a mind to break