Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Now that your picture's in the paper being rhythmically admired
And you can have anyone that you have ever desired
All you got to tell me now is why, why, why, why?
[Verse 2]
Welcome to the workin' week
Oh, I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you
Welcome to the workin' week
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it
[Verse 3]
All of your family had to kill to survive
And they're still waitin' for their big day to arrive
But if they knew how I felt they'd bury me alive
[Verse 4]
Welcome to the workin' week
Oh, I know it don't thrill you, I hope it don't kill you
Welcome to the workin' week
You gotta do it till you're through it so you better get to it
[Verse 5]
I hear you sayin', "Hey, the city's all right"
When you only read about it in books
Spend all your money gettin' so convinced
That you never even bother to look
Sometimes I wonder if we're livin' in the same land
Why'd you want to be my friend
When I feel like a juggler running out of hands?
[Verse 6]
Welcome to the workin' week
Oh, ah, welcome to the workin' week
Written by: Elvis Costello