Cardiac Arrest - Madness

Papers in the morning

Bowler hat on head

Walking to the bus stop

Hes longing for his bed,

Waiting with his neighbours

In the rush hour queue

Got to get the first bus

So much for him to do.

Hes got to hurry

Got to get his seat

Can’t miss his place

Got to rest his feet.

Ten more minutes till he gets there

The crosswords nearly done.

Its been so hard these days

Not nearly so much fun.

His mind wanders to the office

His telephone, desk and chair

Hes been happy with the company

Theyve treated him real fair.

Think of seven letters

Begin and end in c

Like a big american car

But misspelt with a d.

I wish this busd get a move on,

Drivers taking his time.

I just dont know, I’ll be late

Oh dear what will the boss say?

Pull yourself together now

Don’t get in a state

Don’t you worry

There’s no hurry

It’s a lovely day

Could all be going your way

Take the docs advice

Let up enjoy your life

Listen to what they say

Its not a game they play.

Never get there at this rate

Hes caught up in a jam.

There’s a meeting this morning

It’s just his luck oh damn!

His hand dives in his pocket

For his handkerchief.

Pearls of sweat on his collar

His pulse-beat seems so brief.

Eyes fall on his wristwatch

The seconds pass real slow

Gasping for the hot air

But the chest pain it wont go.

Tried to ask for help

But cant seem to speak a word,

Words are whispered frantically

But dont seem to be heard.

What about the wife and kids?

They all depend on me!

We’re so sorry

We told you not to hurry.

Now its just too late

You’ve got a certain date

We thought we made it clear

We all voiced our inner fears

We left it up to you

Theres nothing we can do.