Excuse me have you got the time?
Left my phone with a friend of mine
I'm a class tourist, apparently
Unemployed, but where's the breadline?
I've never known quite where I stand
Studied hard, worked jobs I hated
Two certificates for five years of my life
But nobody gives a fk about paper
I got my foot in the door somewhere
Parents sorted my rent up front
So I could move just an hour away
To be let go in a matter of days
Told Mr Sainsbury I love his work
Free every day of the week (for you)
Not into all that arty stuff anymore
Just wanna earn my keep
But he could see right through my smile
Job Centre under my skin
Gotta take any work I can physically do
Until it does me in
Class tourist on my bike
Can't even get a job I don't like
Excuse me have you got the time?
Left my phone with a friend of mine
I'm a class tourist, apparently
Unemployed, but where's the breadline?
I've never known quite where I stand
Studied hard, worked jobs I hated
Two certificates for five years of my life
But nobody gives a fk about paper
Class tourist on my bike
Can't even get a job I don't like
