[Verse 1]

I walk the streets with only shrapnel in my pocket

Wallet full of dead moths

And no shopping dockets

I work two to three shifts a week at best

Barely enough money to buy a new tee to impress

Im broke it ain't’ no joke

That’s why I smoke

To shake the door out of the broke neck choke

I know a lot of you people can relate

Got a boss ya hate co workers irritate but can't retaliate

We in the same boat like immigrants

Show the world our innocence yes they’ll feel the imprisonment

Work every day remain diligent

Still treated like a piece of shit

Power makes the billions ignorant

All I want is a bike with handle bars

Some strings on my guitar

And a home brand caviar

You might think that’s bizarre but im sick of being poor

Sicka sick of sitting at the bar

Pour me another one aaar


[Chorus]

Same ol’ day

Same ol’ shit

Same ol’ paycheck in your midst

Same ol’ arse snoring in the same ol' lips

Same ol’ barstool were I take my sips

Call it the same griss and I must admit

That the same ol’ me is much better than this

Its just the same ol’ same ol’ yea yea

Its just the same ol’ same ol’ yea yea


[Verse 2]

(buzz) (buzz)

Theres another buzzer another soul crusher

Another 5 oclock start

Doesn’t get much ruffer

Empty toilet roll

There goes another soul

Sometimes I just think it would be easier just on the dole

Washing machines leaking

Life is fully peaking

The only time I get away is when im daydreaming

My real estate agent called speaking

My rents over due have until the weekend or I must be leaving


[Verse 3]

So fuck it ima do my own thing

Ima make the cha ching

Ima make the crowd sing

Ima be the next thing

Ima make my name ring

Ima live like a king

Ima buy some bling bling

Might be a rapper

Might be an actor

Might be the guy that cans the x factor

Whatever I can be i'll reamin me

And Transform my life to bigger things like bumble bee you feel me


[Chorus]

Same ol’ day

Same ol’ shit

Same ol’ paycheck in your midst

Same ol’ arse snoring in the same ol' lips

Same ol’ barstool were I take my sips

Call it the same griss and I must admit

That the same ol’ me is much better than this

Its just the same ol’ same ol’ yea yea

Its just the same ol’ same ol’ yea yea yea