Amor Temporero
Got a new job today
I'll stick the cretin
On the number-three lathe
Went down the town
To a HM club
Sign of the cross
A couple well-dressed
They looked at my coat
They looked at my hair
An Easy Rider coot
Grabbed the edge of my coat
Said: 'You're too smart for here'
I said: 'I'll see the manager'
He was the manager
Eat y'self fitter
Up the stairs mister
Eat y'self fitter
Analytics have got
My type worked out
Analytics on me
The poison render
I grope about
And when I go out
My mind splits
My ey
Dont Go Stealing My Soul Away
I ain't gonna be damned no more
If I'm standing my ground
There's times when I got no style
Just hanging around
But don't take it for granted
That you're so cool with me
Next time you leave this room
You better slam that door
'Cause I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn - what you think of me
I don't give a damn - what you think of me
Don'r you ever come back to me
'Cause you're sure bad luck
You ain't nothing but truble
You never gave ... just took
That's why I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn - what you think of me
I don't give a damn - what you think of me