Life

A routine life
A quiet dull life
Only obeying your order
A small circle,a large circle
There's no need of frail circles
Things go from bad to worse
We all caught the disease
And fell down
I sighed a deep sigh,
Knowing I lost my fortune
We are hard pressed for time
It will dry up our imagination
But we need to get on
With our life
We are getting on,
Time is getting on
A simple life
A narrow and close life
Haste makes waste
A lonely place,a busy place
I wanna walk a lonesome rode
Things go from bad to worse
We all caught the disease
And fell down
I sighed a deep sigh,
Knowing I lost my fortune
We are hard pressed for time
It will dry up our imagination
But we need to get on
With our life
We are getting on,
Time is getting on
Sometimes I want a good cry
And other times
I want a hearty laugh
I'll do as I please
Sometimes I want a good cry
And other times
I want a hearty laugh
I'll do as I please
Routine duties A steady life
I rove from one place to another
Lonely days, busy days
The more the better for me
Things go from bad to worse
We all caught the disease
And fell down
I sighed a deep sigh,
Knowing I lost my fortune
We are hard pressed for time
It will dry up our imagination
But we need to get on
With our life
We are getting on,
Time is getting on