Uncle John From Jamaica Songtext / Lyric

8 o´clock get up get outta bed
I feel like a truck ran over my head
Another day of stress and sorrow
Skip breakfast, ´cause I gotta go
Ain´t got no time to take it slow
And I will do my hair tomorrow

I can´t take it no more
Oh no no no no
Is this what I´m living for?

But my Uncle John from Jamaica
Keeps on calling everey day
Just buy a ticket and take a
Summer Holi - Holiday

6 o´clock my job is still not done
The life I´m living ain´t no fun
Too many days of stress
and sorrow
My boss just won´t give me a break
And this is more than I can take
Think I will quit this job tomorrow

(bridge)

(Chorus 2x)