When you nights are spent within excel sheets

And your days just flash right by

When your candle burns at either end

And it’s been a while since you’ve seen the sky

 

When the deadline hovers like the executioner’s axe

Over your defeated head

When you’re not sure if you’re really alive

But you’d rather be counted with the dead

 

Chorus:

 

Step out, fill up and hit the road

and then everything will be as it should

It’s a sure-fire way to take off that load

One down, four up, All good!

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When your love light is a fused bulb

And your bits are held together with booze

When you don’t care if you play the game

Because any which way, you’ll lose

 

When love and hate flash like disco lights

In the dance hall in your heart

When all you want to do is end it

But neither of you want to start

 

Chorus:

 

Gear up, kick out and you’ll be fine

and everything will be as it should

Let your heart and the engine beat in time

One down, four up, All good!

 

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So whether your landlord’s given you the boot,

Or whether you’re just flat broke

Or whether the boss’s baying for blood

Just reach out for the choke

 

Then revv the throttle, hear the engine roar

and everything will be as it should

And all your troubles won’t matter any more

One down, four up, All good!