It’s Tuesday night again. And you watch as the business men go past in flocks. Like swarming flies with long thin ties. And trench coats going down to their socks.
And your not fussed at all. You said the 9 till 5 was never cut out for you. You’d rather bide your time. Say you never wanna be oh the one at the front of the queue. No it was never you.
Well you wake up at 12 O'clock. Even though you know that your shift started at 9 but you don’t mind. At least your out of the office block. And he’s done well for himself. Well he’s a stock broker in the city. You never wanted anything to do with the city. But everybody ends up in the city. Well all of the time.
You’ve got the wrong idea. You know he’s yawning not because your boring him. He’s only young but he spends the night asleep. Cos he’s working eight days a week. That's eight days a week.
Well you wake up at 12 O'clock. Even though you know that your shift started at 9 but you don’t mind. At least your out of the office block. And he’s done well for himself. Well he’s a stock broker in the city. You never wanted anything to do with the city. But everybody ends up in the city. You never wanted anything to do with the city. Well all of the time.