When the Working Day Is Done

[Verse 1]
When the working day is done
And the factory whistle blows
When the daily race is run
And you turn once more for home
All the people pushing by
As the sun dips in the sky
All the songs that go unsung
When the working day is done

[Verse 2]
When the working day is through
And you’re waiting in the rain
For another overdue
Overcrowded railway train
And the movie poster screams
"It’s the best film ever seen!"
But it’s all a different world
To which you have never been
And you’re bored out of your mind
So you keep yourself amused
Reading the Financial Times
Of the fellow next to you
Then something in you snaps
And you shout with all your lungs
"We give and get nothing back!"
When the working day is done

[Verse 3]
When the working day is done
And the factory whistle blows
When the daily race is run
And you turn once more for home
All the people pushing by
As the sun dips in the sky
All the songs that go unsung
When the working day is done