They have taken the light away from the beginning and the end of the day
but where are they keeping it?
who
is saving it and for what?

poor people who ain't got a *** to **** in
and if they did have one that too would have gone with the last rays of the sun.

You'll probably outlive me and as such, you'll forgive me for making a misery out of Monday.

But at three when work's done I'll be free, there'll be fun,
but there won't be the sun, that's for the Summer.