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working: a musical (original london cast) - joe lyrics

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sung / [spoken]

you wake up at ten
fold up the bed

[you don’t wanna leave your couch open all day, you know? it’s depressing…]

you cook an egg
you toast some bread

[you cook for yourself, you save a bundle. if you don’t keep track o’ your money, who will?]

you think about
the day ahead

[you can’t go feelin’ sorry for yourself]

it’s like i said

[you can sit home and be mad at the world, or you can get out and do things…]

you take a walk
you meet a chum

[this one guy lives down by national biscuit — boy, you should see the nice aroma…]
you shoot the bull
you argue some

[and maybe he calls up a coupla other fellas to come over, play some poker…]

you lose at gin
until they come

[this guy remembers what cards you picked up!]

the dirty bum…

[but even gettin’ beat at gin beats doin’ nothin’…]

you take a bus
you take a train

[you visit your wife’s grave. on the way you read the reader’s digest…]

it does you good
to use your brain

[or maybe you go out and see your cousin. you bring a six+pack along…]

you take a stroll
down memory lane
[when we were young we was always together —]

and raisin’ cain

[we go back a long ways, him and me. oh, the times we had…]

i remember once
back in ’62
we were at this fair
with these girls we knew
on this crazy ride
where you screamed or you prayеd

[the “big dipper”, they called it…]

we could hardly walk
as we left thе car
so we staggered down
for a candy bar
then we sat and laughed
in the penny arcade

at six o’clock
you watch the news

[them politicians get you so mad you throw your slippers at the set…]
you cook some franks
no big to+do’s

[most nights you lay around, you straighten up, maybe call your daughter…]

you watch a game
you take a snooze

[but then there’s sunday, sunday’s different—]

you change your shirt
you shine your shoes

[’cause you’re goin’ around the block to the tavern…]

you shoot some pool
you drink some beer

[you don’t have to drink a lot to have a good time, maybe three, four in an evening…]

you find a pal
you bend his ear

[you meet a lot o’ your old crowd there sundays. sometimes a bunch o’ you, you sing —]

the kinda song
you never hear

[like “stardust” or “in the mood”]

and then you cheer…

[last sunday night we sang “till we meet again”. believe it or not, i once did a waltz to that tune. honest to god…]

it was at a dance
i was seventeen
and the girl was like
from a magazine
and the lights were low
and i mean really low

[i think a coupla my friends had somethin’ to do with that…]

and i kissed her cheek
as we waltzed away
i remember that
like it’s yesterday
boy, she was surprised
i can hear her say:

“joe!”

they drive you home
from round the block
you take your cash
out of your sock
you fix the bed
you check the lock
you wind the clock…

- working a musical original london cast lyrics

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