Edward, Sandwich Hand - The Lucksmiths

God he hates the early mornings

And the Monday afternoons

He’s already looking bored

He’s already looking forward

To Friday evening with his friends

It couldn’t come too soon

What a terrible way to spend your salad days

Come on!

There must be more to life

Than cutting corners with the butter knife

Sooner or later

It’ll turn into summer

And he’s going somewhere far away from the eight-hour day

Nice work if you can forget it

He opens up and shuts his eyes

Wait and see: daydreaming on the bain-marie

From Come On In to Sorry, Closed

Clockwatch away the working day

It’s lunchtime

But sometimes the sun shines

Sooner or later

It’ll turn into summer

And he’s going somewhere far away from the crappy cafe

Sooner or later

Sooner or later

He’ll pack a suitcase

With t-shirts and travel toothpaste