Now that your pEicture's in the paper bein' rA♭m7ythmic'lly admired And you can C♯m7have anyone that you have F♯ever desired, AAll you gotta tell me now is wBhy, why, why why. AWelcome to the working C♯mweek. Oh, I knAow it don't thrill you. I hEope it don't kill you. AWelcome to the C♯mworking wF♯eek. You gotta Ado it till you're through it so you bBetter get to it. EAll of your fam'ly had to A♭mkill to survive, C♯mAnd they're still waitin' for their F♯big day to arrive. But Aif they knew how I felt, they'd bBury me alive. AWelcome to the working C♯mweek. Oh, I knAow it don't thrill you. I hEope it don't kill you. AWelcome to the C♯mworking wF♯eek. You gotta Ado it till you're through it so you bBetter get to it. A♭mI hear you sayin', "Hey, the cC♯mity's all right," When you F♯monly read aA♭mbout it in bAooks. B A♭mSpend all your money gettin' C♯mso convinced That you nAever even bother to loBok ESometimes I wonder if we're lA♭mivin' in the same land. C♯m Why d'you wanna F♯be my friend When I fAeel like a juggler runnin' Boutta hands? AWelcome to the working C♯mweek, AOh ah, welcome to the working wEeek. The first verse hit the chords once each and let's them ring-- the first chorus and after the chords are struck once on the first downbeat followed by two half beats (a "one and two" syncopated count if you wasted years as a high-school band-nazi) Welcome to the Working Week- Elvis CostelloStandard guitar tuning:EADGBENo capo
VerseNow that your picture?s Ein the paper bein' publA♭micly admired You can hC♯mave anyone That you have eF♯ver desired AAll you gotta do is tell me Bwhy, why, why, why...
ChorusWAelcome to the workin' weEek Oh, I kAnow it don?t thrill you I hope Eit don't kill you Welcome Ato the workin' week F♯ You gotta do it 'Atil you do it So you'd betteBr get to it
Verse 2Not like your family had to kill to survive They're still waitin' for their Big day to arrive If they knew how I felt They'd bury me alive
BridgeI heA♭ar you sayin' that the city?s all rightC♯m But you've oF♯mnly read about it in A♭mbooks A B Spent aA♭ll your money gettin' so convinced C♯m That you never even bothereAd to learn B
Verse 3Not like we're even livin' in the same land Why you want to be my friend When I'm actin' like a juggler Runnin' outta hands WelcomeA to the workin' week E Well now, welcome to tAhe workin' week E