For 4 o'clock on
His gaze kept shifting to the clock on the wall
He worked in silence, lips pressed to a hardline
It was quarter to 5
His eyes stared at the bit as it gnawed away the wood
And sent flowery dust filtering down to the floor
In another hour they'd be at the house again
As soon as the light was gone
He still heard them outside
Murmuring and walking about and their cries
Snarling and fighting amongst themselves
And they were all there for the same thing
He worked in silence, lips pressed to a hardline
It was quarter to 5
His eyes stared at the bit as it gnawed away the wood
And sent flowery dust filtering down to the floor
In another hour they'd be at the house again
As soon as the light was gone
He still heard them outside
Murmuring and walking about and their cries
Snarling and fighting amongst themselves
And they were all there for the same thing
In another hour they'd be at the house again
As soon as the light was gone
And they were all there for the same thing