The Coldness

Locked inside the office Nine to five Too budy to read the morning papers Too frustruating to read the colleages Too unwilling to read The boss high expectations Too busy to read the world The mind is tangling hard With the cold and bold money affairs The hands are counting The cold and hard shillings Back home Too tired to read the family's faces Too tired to read a novel Too tired to care At last Fall asleep with the night papers To sleepy to listen To the grumbling of the outside world