Up for work, another day.
Goodbye dear, on my way.
Moving very slowly now,
Over taken by a cow.

I think the cow is standing still,
Staring at me, as cows will.

Work all day. Running 'round.
Talk to people. How are you?
How is he or she or they?
Who are they? What do they do?

Hello you.
I know you.
It's you again.
How are you?
"I'm..."
(Who is she?
Oh yeah, it's her.
I knew I saw her face before,
As soon as she walked through the door.
I'd recognise her by her voice).
"...The vets were great to break the ice."
That's just great.
We'll meet again.
Et-ceter-ah.
Da da da then,

Going home, so on and on.
Countless cars. The cow is gone.

Nearly there now, won't be long.
Here I am. Ding, dong.
No wait a while; here's my key.
Hello honey. Who is he?

That's okay.
How are you?
What, all of them?
Yeah, me too.

Rushing dinner, walk the dog.
At the gym I run and jog,
And stay exactly where I am,
Like driving in a traffic jam.

Running 'round and 'round all day,
And never really move away.
The chances are tomorrow too
I'll do what every day I do.

A little time at home.
Putting out the bin.
Goodnight, honey.
Who was he again?