Lyrics:

riding in the saddle

henchmen at your side

holy macaroni

hose you on your back

and the bystanders just stand there

like _____ on a shelf

in the world of work your rivals

that you have yet to meet



and quite a bunch they are

in the morning sun

with blinking eyes

the worthless stands

in readiness

for transport to

the battleground

there's dirty work

ahead of them



and quite a bunch they are

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



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