My teacher spoke with my Mum
And asked is there anything up with your son?
He’s always staring at the wall,
Wonder if he’s learned anything at all.
An out-of-tune orchestra would play,
The Eastenders theme tune everyday,
It moved me in the most peculiar way,
Since then my shool days were spent..
Now I’m working nine till five,
But it, well its just fine,
I was staring at the wall,
Have you done anything at all?
Its a shame I didn’t hear what he said,
I have a symphony in my head,
The sound of the work place,
Since then my work days were spent..