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Madness
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Cardiac Arrest
Lyricist:Foreman, Smyth
Papers in the morning Bowler hat on head Walking to the bus stop He's longing for his bed
Waiting with his neighbors In the rush hour queue Got to get the first bus
So much for him to do He's got to hurry, got to get his seat Can't miss his place, got to rest his feet
Ten more minutes till he gets there The crossword's nearly done It's getting so hard these days Not nearly so much fun
His mind wanders to the office His telephone, desk and chair He's been happy with the company They've treated him real fair
Think of seven letters Begin and end in 'C' Like a big American car But misspelt with a 'D'
I wish this bus'd get a move on Driver's taking his time I just don't know I'll be late
Oh dear, what will the boss say? Pull yourself together now Don't get in a state
Don't you worry, there's no hurry It's a lovely day Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Could all be going your way
Take the doc's advice Let up, enjoy your life Listen to what they say It's not a game they play
Never get there at this rate He's caught up in a jam There's a meeting this morning It's just his luck, oh damn
His hand dives in his pocket For his handkerchief Pearls of sweat on his bowler His pulse-beat seems so brief
Eyes fall on his wrist watch The seconds pass real slow Gasping for the hot air But the chest pain, it won't go
Tried to ask for help But can't seem to speak a word Words are whispered frantically But don't seem to be heard
What about the wife and kids? They all depend on me
We're so sorry, we told you not to hurry Now it's just too late You've got a certain date We thought we made it clear
We all voiced our inner fears We left it up to you There's nothing we can do
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