Life of Work

Lyrics

[Verse] Riding in the saddle, henchman at your side Holy macaroni, throws you on your back And the bystanders just stand there like oysters on a shell In the world of work, you've rivals That you have yet to meet [Verse] And quite a bunch they are in the morning fog With blinking eyes, your work for stands In readiness for transport to the battleground There's dirty work ahead of them And quite a bunch they are [Bridge] What do you do with a life of work? What do you do with a life of work? What do you do with a life of work? Face it in the morning, face it in the morning [Verse] And the parting of the ways and the interrupted mirth And the shock that has to come because of what you want Compared to what you've got Meet it squarely and it only hurts when it hurts Life of work, early in the morning