I had a dream I had a dream last night It was jolly It was amazing But then, I woke up My fucking work I don't want to go fucking work I hate my job, I hate my boss What the fuck, man? Going la, la, la on a Sunday morning Gotta go to work, but that shit is boring Going la, la, la on a Sunday morning But we gotta make the money anyway Yes, we gotta work, every hour, every minute No days off, but we drinking our spirit My job kinda sucks, yeah, I gotta admit it But nobody want to work for a boss Thinking about quitting your job? Don't hesitate, do it right now Met zoveel stemmen in m'n hoofd die de dokter niet gelooft Heb gesprekken met mezelf, maar ook met m'n psycholoog Wat een ramp, een hongersnood, op een dag gaan we toch dood Moët gaan chillen en ontspannen, wil naar Spanje met m'n bro Maar tot die dag, dan blijven we toch dromen Over al die dromen die nog na die dromen komen En al dat komen en weer gaan, daar is toch echt geen flikker aan Maar ook weet ik: Je zal vergaan, maar al mijn werk, dat blijft bestaan Going la, la, la on a Sunday morning Gotta go to work, but that shit is boring Going la, la, la on a Sunday morning But we gotta make the money anyway I gotta make the money for my children and my wife Work, work, work, work, work, I love my life From the nine to the five, from the five to the nine Wanna take money from the bank, not a life I want the money, cash flow, want the euro, want the dollar Want the currency exchange, hier, zo in my pocket But the people like us, oh man, we gotta work I be working on the Sunday, I be working in the church That's what we call party Hundred percent guaranteed party hierzo Welcome to the Netherlands, my friend We go crazy party, loco What's going on? We gaan helemaal mesjogge