Well, I spent all week in the factory
Now at least the work is done
But that triumph seems a sorry one
I mean ...
Long and lazy musings,
Alcohol and music
Throw myself into bed
And I lay down my head
And head down on my pillow
Oh, how everything seems so clear
I mean ...
Well, I spent all week in the factory
Now at least the work is done
But that triumph seems a sorry one
I mean ...