Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fulfilment Centre , by - Richard Dawson. Song from the album 2020, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 10.10.2019
Record label: Domino
Song language: English
Fulfilment Centre |
| Over and over and over and over |
| Again and again and again and again and again |
| Three hundred units per hour |
| Hour after hour after hour |
| Please adjust your packing-rate accordingly |
| An endless array of tat for us to pick |
| Stretching and reaching and crouching and bending over |
| Three hundred units per hour |
| Hour after hour after hour |
| Please adjust your packing-rate accordingly |
| Increase productivity! |
| Increase productivity! |
| Increase productivity! |
| My body hurts all over but I must keep on working |
| To meet all my quotas or I may face the sack |
| Stretching, crouching, reaching, bending |
| Stretching, crouching, reaching, bending |
| Bedding and power tools, tablets and football shirts |
| Perfume and Blu-Ray discs, jewelry and dehumidifiers |
| I am desperate for the toilet |
| But if I go, I’ll miss my targets |
| All I can do is pee in a bottle |
| They treat us like animals here |
| There’s nothing left of me |
| By the time I shuffle homeward |
| On the early morning train |
| To eat a little breakfast and sleep a while |
| Before it starts again |
| Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh |
| A young lad trying to make some cash in the Christmas rush |
| Fell asleep on his feet and was asked not to return |
| Three hundred units per hour |
| Hour after hour after hour |
| A lady in her mid to late fifties keeled over |
| And started convulsing and frothing at the mouth |
| Three hundred units per hour |
| Hour after hour after hour |
| A gentleman who spoke little English |
| Started to scream at the top of his lungs |
| No one could understand what he was getting at |
| Everyone stared ahead and kept working until |
| Someone came from on high to escort him from the building |
| Increase productivity! |
| Increase productivity! |
| Increase productivity! |
| PlayStations, Xboxes, Nintendo Wiis |
| Microwaves, toasters, espresso machines |
| Brollies and snooker cues |
| Hoovers and paint |
| Trainers and tarot cards (Stretching, crouching, reaching, bending) |
| Dash-cams and wall-art (Stretching, crouching, reaching, bending) |
| Lego and shaving foam, onesies and retractable extension leads |
| I’ve been given compulsory overtime over the holidays |
| Now I can’t go to see my family in Galashiels 'til the new year |
| There’s nothing left of me by the time I shuffle homeward |
| On the early morning train |
| To eat a little breakfast and sleep a while |
| Before it starts again |
| There’s more, there has to be |
| More to life than killing yourself to survive |
| One day, I’m going to run my own cafe |
| Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh, ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh |