Tools down, 5 O'clock, Friday is finally here
So fuck the job I've had enough, I just want a beer
Alright fell a i'll have a pint of Stella and you better make it top
'Cos it's 3 days till Monday and I ain't gonna stop
'Cos I'm a drinking man with a working man's wage
Well, I know it ain't too clever spending all my dosh on booze
I know it ain't too clever but I got fuck all left to loose
I know it ain't too clever and I'll give it up someday
I'll give it up someday... the day I'm my grave
Saturday down the local getting ready for the game
West Ham might let me down but I've got a plan
You know it ain't easy being a sober Hammers fan
So I will drink myself 6ft underground
'Cos I'm a drinking man with a working man's wage
Well, I know it ain't too clever spending all my dosh on booze
I know it ain't too clever but I got fuck all left to loose
I know it ain't too clever and I'll give it up someday
I'll give it up someday... the day I'm my grave
Wake up, Monday morning with a headache yet again
I swear I'll never touch a drop if West Ham win the game
But here's the safest bet you'll get from the betting shop
I'll be at the bar on friday I'll never gonna stop
'Cos I'm a drinking man with a working man's wage
Well, I know it ain't too clever spending all my dosh on booze
I know it ain't too clever but I got fuck all left to loose
I know it ain't too clever and I'll give it up someday
I'll give it up someday... the day I'm my grave