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Charlie Brown works hard all day.
Doesn t get home till the sky is grey.
Sees his children tucked in bed.
He s a man that gets them fed.
Sits down by the fireside.
The tears fill his eyes.
The wind s blowing.
And the storm s a growing.
Aren t you glad you re inside.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?
Stays in bed till 10 o clock.
on his weekly one day off.
Takes his kids down to the park.
till the sky starts getting dark.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?
Monday morning comes so fast.
Makes him wonder.
how the time goes past.
Another week of graft and grind.
Another week s HP25.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?
Charlie Brown works hard all day.
Doesn t get home till the sky is grey.
Sees his children tucked in bed.
He s a man that gets them fed.
Sits down by the fireside.
The tears fill his eyes.
The wind s blowing.
And the storm s a growing.
Aren t you glad you re inside.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?
Stays in bed till 10 o clock.
on his weekly one day off.
Takes his kids down to the park.
till the sky starts getting dark.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?
Monday morning comes so fast.
Makes him wonder.
how the time goes past.
Another week of graft and grind.
Another week s HP25.
What a quiet life he s had.
Don t you think it s very sad?