Debt Collector Lyrics & Chords By Anthony Hill

The debt collector's on his way.
He'll break your bones and make you pay.
He'll make you pay, yeah

Fill your life with stuff that you don't need
Expensive things you can't afford to keep
Common sense? You haven't got a lot!
Your priorities are all over the shop!

You survive eating all your meals out of tins
Only work to fund your Friday night binge
In bed 'til 3pm every weekend
You're losing sleep like you lost all your friends.

Don't you know the years have got a funny way
Of sneaking up on you every time you waste a day?

The debt collector's on his way
He'll break your bones and make you pay
He'll make you pay, yeah
The debt collector's on his way
He'll break your bones and make you pay
He'll make you pay, yeah

Your birthday marks the end of another rubbish year
You don't feel any older but your hair's looking thinner
Ignorance isn't always bliss
Your life could be a lot better than this.

Now it's time for you to change your ways
Make something of yourself one of these days
You owe your life to a health inspector
Spent time you didn't have and now the debt collector
Is onto you.
He's after you.

Don't you know the years have got a funny way
Of sneaking up on you every time you waste a day?
Haven't you hear what comes to those who waste their lives?
Just living every single day the same as everybody else?

The debt collector's on his way
He'll break your bones and make you pay
He'll make you pay, yeah
The debt collector's on his way
He'll break your bones and make you pay
He'll make you pay, yeah