"Early morning I'm still yawning Kiss the children See you tonight dear Cheerio Henry's an angel when he closes the gate But to the station he don't want to be late His manner changes as he steps on the train Beneath his bowler hat lies a schizophrenic brain Oh he wants to flirt and Yes he's looking up the skirts He want to meddle with a body He want to tamper with your mind Sooner or later He's gonna rip us his paper He's gonna bring his fantasy Out of the closet and into reality Henry's a devil when he get to this job Won't take a break, he want to get to the top No getting credit when the credit is due He wants the glory and he'll crucify you Ten years, no promotion Now he's gonna make them sit up sit up He's been the brain behind the business So, shut up shut up And put your money where you mouth is Sooner or later He's gonna take the computer And take the information He'll make a killing in the city And they'll never, never, never ever know All alone Sitting in his zanzibar Dreamin' and schemin' A plan of action but he won't get very far Another skin full Two more tequilas and he'll rule the world This is a rat trap mere existence He's really losing face resistance I hear he's headin' for disaster The fool will never beat the master now It's very late, he staggers back to the shop There's something wrong if he's not back on the dot It's so astounding as he falls through the door He takes his lunch and passes out on the floor Oh it's not his fashion Usually keeps his passion hidden hidden They'll never see him in the same way Driven driven He won't forget the things he did today Sooner or later He's gonna rip us his paper He's gonna bring his fantasy Out of the closet and into reality Hello darlin' How's your day been Can't complain dear Same as usual"