Missrable sod

Why isn't she happy?
Why is she so miserable?
Working in a job she hated for six years
Struggling to find a new one
But now she's got one
She's still not happy

It was her last day doing the rubbish job she hates so much today
She'd only been home about ten minutes and did my head in
All she does is moan and moan and moan
Six years of hating her work and seeing no end in sight
Finally the end has come and she can see the light
Now it's all over, she's won the fight
All alone in the dark cold night
Now at last she sees the light

Her last day in a burning hell hole
You would think she was happy and in high spirits
She's about as toxic as highly fumed spirits

Instead of thinking about her new job
New work
New friendly faces
OK she hasn't started the job yet
But getting a new job that she'll probably love just isn't good enough for her
She comes home and moans about the state of the house
Not exactly jumping around with excitement
Don't get me wrong I love my mum
But sometimes she really is
A miserable sod.