Songtexte: Hugh Cornwell. 24/7.

I'd like to meet the wandering jew who keeps his hands in his pockets for later
He's always been there controlling the scene but in his new suit he looks like a waiter
He's of the retiring kind but with a schedule that's fuller than Kissinger
He's grown a moustache since his wife went away but I have to say I don't think he's missing her
24/7 it's got to be the greatest job
24/7 just being Bob

He started out when I was at school when the teachers weren't cruel they were vicious
He strummed that guitar like he meant it and the women he knew were capricious
I couldn't wait to discover an E and then follow it with an A minor
Even the Beatles took note at the words that he wrote like a spider
24/7 it's got to be the greatest job
24/7 just being Bob

Meanwhile I got stuck in verse three when the black blood flowed down the metal
I left it around for about a thousand hours and then sure enough I started to meddle
So if you're listening please I'm down on my knees in the candles

I'm not stuck in Memphis at all but I sure heard the call and the scandal
24/7 it's got to be the greatest job
24/7 just being Bob

So Bob don't get me wrong I'm a fan but I can stay cool
I know what it's like to be put on the spot when your collar gets hot that's the rule
I understand why you constantly play because playing is work and it's fun
I hope you continue to grow because it's sure hard to stop once begun
24/7 it's got to be the greatest job
24/7 just being Bob