Lyrics: Don Powell/Jim Lea/Noddy Holder
Music: Don Powell/Jim Lea/Noddy Holder
They asked me to sleep on the floor
The people were running galore
They asked for the time to make a number of changes and
I let them
I sat on my case in the hall
The window and ceiling looked tall
How long does it take to make a number of changes when you let them
The case of another man was open and the contents were lying on the floor
I could tell by his face he's a man like myself that's for sure
I was there for a fortnight or more
The place is full up to the door
My mind was deranged and my habits were changed since
I let them
I finished my job nine till four
I thought that my boss knew the score
It makes you feel sick when you think of the tricks they get up to
Come to think of it now that if
I were a child they'd be broken
I've now spend a year behind this door
The doctors would see me no more
They asked me to sign with a pen on the line
I was done for