All you love is work (yeah)
You never get enough
That's why you'll wind up alone in a
House of your own
The windows are shut and the gate's
Securely locked
All you want are cold things
The kind that money brings
You light up in smiles
Every time
Something new has arrived
To the garage full of cars you rarely drive
You should be getting outside
Into the sunlight
Put the hard drive
On standby
For a little while
Into all the good times
Baby just go on
Have alittle fun
Before the whole thing is over
With a little less we could make it work
Are you satisfied?
Looking at your life
You could have done more long before
Found the guts engaged the war
Should have done more when the chance
Was at your door
Lord don't you know if I had the chance
I would do it all over?
Take of my tie
Breath once in a while
Put my briefcase down
Leave this town for good now
But the minutes passed
Slipped right out of my hands
Now it's much too late
To change a thing at all
You should be getting outside
Into the sunlight
Put the hard drive
On standby
For a little while
Into all the good times
Baby just go on
Have alittle fun
Before the whole thing is over
With a little less we could make it work