All you love is work (yeah) You never get enough That's why you'll wind up alone in a House of your own The windows are shut and the gate's Securely locked All you want are cold things The kind that money brings You light up in smiles Every time Something new has arrived To the garage full of cars you rarely drive You should be getting outside Into the sunlight Put the hard drive On standby For a little while Into all the good times Baby just go on Have alittle fun Before the whole thing is over With a little less we could make it work Are you satisfied? Looking at your life You could have done more long before Found the guts engaged the war Should have done more when the chance Was at your door Lord don't you know if I had the chance I would do it all over? Take of my tie Breath once in a while Put my briefcase down Leave this town for good now But the minutes passed Slipped right out of my hands Now it's much too late To change a thing at all You should be getting outside Into the sunlight Put the hard drive On standby For a little while Into all the good times Baby just go on Have alittle fun Before the whole thing is over With a little less we could make it work