Turin Brakes - The Boss lyrics

Saturday night, where am i going?

i'm going to work inside a kitchen

i'll be making you mush and cleaning the deep fat fryer

here he comes now the king of irony

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss of the century

loving a good steak feeling fancy

hopping around like the pig that you are

i'm stuck to this sink like a twisted bar fly

a good view from the window but i ain't got no wings

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss of the century

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss

whos good to you?

i am i am the boss of the century, of the century

whos good to you?

whos good to you?

whos good to you?

whos good to you?, yeah