Cest La Vie

Patrick Cannell 2011
You can say grace to the pay clerk
But if I were you I wouldn't rub him up the wrong way.
There's a long face on the loan shark
And it seems to me it's getting longer every day
But it's not as he supposes,
It's not as he supposes with a writ in his hand
Because life's a bed of roses,
Life's a bed of roses when your head's in the sand.

You've got to bleed for a living,
Bleed for a living.

Cest la vie my friend,
To the bitter end.

You can lean back on your elbow
But that's not the way to do it if you want to make dough.
Take a fast track to the depot
'Cause you should be down here working like the son of a bro.
If you want to make commission,
If you want to make commission get your neck on the scene
And we'll send you on a mission,
We'll send you on a mission to the coffee machine.

Life's unforgiving
when you're scraping a living

Cest la vie my friend,
To the bitter end.

Emma Long from the printing room
Dreams of marrying a millionaire.
Jam packed in a rented room
And she'll never get away from here.

You've got to bleed for a living,
Bleed for a living.

Cest la vie my friend,
To the bitter end.
Such is life in time,
All along the line.