Dead End Job

Written by Sting, Stewart Copeland & Andy Summers

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday

I just ain't no time to stay

I ain't gonna run away

All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no teacher

I don't wanna be no slave

I don't wanna work no assembly line

Like my uncle Dave

The queue gets longer everyday

I just ain't got time to stay

I ain't gonna run away

All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday

All I wanna do is play

I just ain't got time to stay

But I ain't gonna run away

Don't wanna be no millionaire

Don't wanna own no mint

I don't wanna be no tax exile

And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day

I just ain't got time to stay

I ain't gonna run away

All I wanna do is play

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

I don't want no dead end job

I don't wanna be no number

The queue gets longer everyday

I just ain't no time to stay

I ain't gonna run away

All I want to do is play

Don't wanna be no millionaire

Don't wanna own no mint

I don't wanna be no tax exile

And I don't mind being skint

The queue gets longer every day

I just ain't got time to stay

All I wanna do is play

I ain't gonna run away

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

I don't want no dead end job

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