Up for work at half past seven
Down the factory eight hours a day
Flogging me guts out, making money
All I get's six dollars a day

Come on, you people, let's get together
Forget your work and have more play
Down the dole tomorrow morning
In the queue for your weekly pay

Come on, you dolers, now we've got the whole week free
Come on, let's have a party, you can have a drink on me
I said let yourself go, we've got nothing to do
Let the other mugs do the work for you
Oh darling, that's the life I choose