Back from work, through the door Wife and kids are there for sure Dinners wafting thru’ the hall Turning off……forget it all
Kiss from kids, ‘hi’ from wife Dinner’s ready, this is the life All is eaten, everything gone Sit down, plug in……..telly’s on
Tea in hand, refreshing drink Eyes on the box can’t afford to blink Sit back and relax, without a care Turning off……let down your hair
Nodding off to the background blur Resistance weakened, you won’t stir But a monster jumps right out of the screen Waking up, fuck……it was only a dream
Telly’s still on, watch if for a bit Someone dead, couldn’t give a shit It’s more than you deserve you fucking creep Keep up the payments….. and go back to sleep