EveningTV -

The Nine-To-Five-rs hit the sofa in the lounge

The Five-'Til-Midnights put more coal on the National Grid

Those ITV soaps need extra megawatts

As workers tire of adverts from the people they’ve been working for all day

Put the kettle on!

It’s time to relax

Put the kettle on!

We need a few laughs

We have a peephole to the corridors of power

We have a portal to wealth and fame in front of us

It’s our reward for toiling, chomping at the bit

Dreaming of time when we can break the ties and blow it all away

Put the kettle on!

It’s time to relax

Put the kettle on!

We need a few laughs

Always thought that there was something more

More than this…

Evening cups of tea and shows we cannot miss, just can’t miss

Never wonder, never wonder how

It’s all we seem to want right now

We’re right here at home, just like we should be

Like in a textbook from school, «Le Francais D’Aujourd' Hui»

La Famille Bertillon (Mere et Pere, Grand-Mere et Grand-Pere)

Le Sacre du Travail, La Famille Nucleaire

We’re Nine-To-Five-rs and they know what turns us on

They know what shows we watch, where we go and for how long

We filled in questionnaires, we did it all our lives

Whether we picked up the paper doesn’t matter

They decide who we are

The Nine-To-Five-rs breathe a huge sigh of relief

The News at Ten is over, (no more shit about their equity)

Grab some Merlot from the kitchen, on the rack

Or make some chocolate, head for bed with a book, get ready for the day

Tomorrow looks just the same as the same

DJ’s on computers finding factoids again

Round and round it goes

Round and round

And so tomorrow?

— Well the whole thing starts again

With Fog & Rain at Blubberhouses, traffic jams and supervisors

When are you you?

You seem so far away

You can’t take it with you but you can try for yet another day

Put the kettle on