Hooverphonic - Praise Be lyrics

Praise be to the working man I used to be a scientist working in a lab Creating all my viruses, creating them real fast 67 Nobel prizes, really in my prime Until one day my rats they said: Hey boy you've got time I've got time I'm fed up with these rats I'm starting up a movement with a bunch of k**er cats He's got time He's out every night Starting out with drinking and always ending up in fights No lazy days were ever meant for me Praise be to the working man Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha Buddha, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha I've got time, you've got time And so I went to Asia And so I went and ran Hiding from the notorious law and looking for some sun I was chasing that old dragon Got hooked on Chinese wine Greyhound was my middle name And in Chao-Min I did time And boy, there I really had some time No lazy days were ever meant for me Praise be to the working man... No meant for me Praise be to the working man... (I used to be a scientist working in a lab Creating all my viruses, creating them real fast 67 Nobel prizes, really in my prime Until one day my rats they said: Hey boy you've got time) ...man