It's six o'clock
still in bed to my dismay
people are hurrying though the town
they work all the day saving their pay
to bay themselves into a better life
I stagger out of bed and wash my aching head
trough my window shines the sun-light brigth and clean
look on people's head
looks like pearls in river beds
and then laugh about their little world
still in bed to my dismay
people are hurrying though the town
they work all the day saving their pay
to bay themselves into a better life
I stagger out of bed and wash my aching head
trough my window shines the sun-light brigth and clean
look on people's head
looks like pearls in river beds
and then laugh about their little world