Roger Miret and the Disasters Punch the Clock Letras:City streets full of anger
Broken bottles and gentrification
You don't know were you fit any longer
Opprotunities have faded away
Making needs to stay alive
A vague memory of right and wrong
Time bomb! Life's been a hopeless riddle
[Más Letras en es.mp3lyrics.org/H6YX]Time bomb! Here's the joke
the last laugh's on me
9 seconds remaining, tick-tock, tick-tock
987654321... fuck you!
Getting tired of punching the clock
What's the point for what career?
Still in a daze and confused
Must've gone over my head
Never saw it coming
A thought of going postal on you
Letras: Punch the Clock Roger Miret and the Disasters [final]