On my office stool I squirm, love
Making money for the firm, love
Five days of the week to earn some love for you
Here at home the memory lingers
Tears my heart with bitter fingers
I play my part just to earn some love for you
Hey mama what has happened to
The bright-eyed kid the neighbours knew
Ain't there anybody out there
Who could use an honest hand or two
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
In the city the financiers total their returns
I pay the price and I am burned
To pay with my soul for the money I've earned
But I walk this path to fulfil my dream
A dream so pitiful it's obscene
Which smiles at me from a TV screen
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
On my office stool I squirm, love
Making money for the firm, love
Five days of the week to earn some love for you
One sharp mind slowly fading
This whole thing is so degrading
Five days of the week to earn some love for you
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose
Spare a thought for man
Look at what he's going through
Just to do the best he can
See what he has to lose