Biscuits for breakfast, cup of tea for the man
4 more years of this [bad word] and i'll be on 16 grand
pushing the trolley, doing the rounds
4 more years of this [bad word] and i'll be one of these clowns

in my office
on the fifth floor
biscuits for breakfast
biscuits for breakfast

biscuits for breakfast, cup of tea for the man
4 years on in this game and i'm on 16 grand
i want chocolate, gimme some cake
gimme so much more than i think i can take

in my office
on the fifth floor
biscuits for breakfast
biscuits for breakfast

over a barrel, or over my trolley
over the desk it's all the same
pushing the message don't hate the player hate the game
s'all the same

in my office
on the fifth floor
i can see the world go round beneath me
biscuits for breakfast
i can see my world pan out before me

i can see my world pan out before me
i can see my world pan out before me
i can see my world pan out before me
i can see my world pan out before me

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