I'm on a sixty-five year holiday  Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night  Kissing the bricks in the afternoon  Go go go, go dead slow  So we'll never never work again  No no no  Never never work again  No no no  And if I had a hammer  How little I could do  And if I had a lover  Likewise  Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night  Come with me now  And we'll drink this dream away  I'm gonna flood the national debt  With a drinking bomb, drinking bomb  Oh, it's such a hard option  One foul pint of consumer based recovery  Four beds to a room, and counting  And we'll never never work again  No no no  Never never work again  No no no