9 to 5 At The Morgue. Within the pale white walls, From 9 to 5 Day after day I feel no more alive, Than the stiff that lies the table before me. Wake
that lies the table before me wake up too early to twist the key stumble on over to the mr. coffee pour myself a warm black existence 9-5 at the morgue
Tulkojums: Suņu modes Disco. 9 līdz 5 At Morga.