Jobseeker Lyrics & Chords By Sleaford Mods

Jobseeker!
Can of Strongbow, I'm a mess
Desperately clutching onto a leaflet on depression
Supplied to me by the NHS
Is anyone's guess how I got here?
Anyone's guess how I go?
I suck on a roll-up - pull your jeans up -
Fuck off, I'm going home.
Jobseeker!
So Mr. Williamson, what have you done to find gainful employment
Since your last signing on date?
Fuck all
I've been sat around the house wanking,
And I want to know why you don't serve coffee here.
My signing on time is supposed to be ten past eleven,
It's now twelve o'clock
And some of you strange bastards need executing
Mr. Williamson your employment history looks quite impressive
I'm looking at three managerial positions you previously held with quite
Reputable companies, isn't this something you'd like to go back to?
Nah, I'd just end up fucking robbing the place,
You've got a till full of 20s looking at you all day,
I'm hardly going to fucking bank it
I've got drugs to take,
And a mind to break
Jobseeker!
Can of Strongbow, I'm a mess
Desperately clutching onto a leaflet on depression
Supplied to me by the NHS
Is anyone's guess how I got here?
Anyone's guess how I go?
I suck on a roll-up - pull your jeans up -
Fuck off, I'm going home.
Jobseeker!