Day in, day out
Excuse me, Sir, what's on the menu today?
Well, Sir, the special's limb
Cos when you're down and out
You got nothing left...
Excuse me, where's the war?
And now it's your turn
They fired Tommy by the day
When there's no-one left to blame
They'll take your turn
What you said, it hurt inside
And now I sit and contemplate to hide
I can't get over this feelin'
Inside
Oh
How've I been doing?
Well, I've been fine
Well, I've been fine
I think that it's clear to see
I'm going to need a lot of sympathy
I can't get over this feelin'
Inside
Oh
How've I been doing?
Well, I've been fine
Well, I've been fine
Well, I've been fine
Well, I've been fine