On Wednesday when you hung up
It was as much as I could do
To stop from wishing Thursday
Would pass so quickly too
They're out there making history
In the Lenin Shipyards today
And here I am in the Hammersmith Hotel
Wishing the days away

There's always room for one more soul
Down in the Human Zoo
I don't want you to come here though
I want to come home to you
Somebody's knocking at the door,
Its later than I think
And its time to put on these stinking clothes
And get out there and stink

On Friday I wished that there was something more
To be seen in the letters you send
On Saturday I wished that it was Sunday
Oh will this torment ever end
Sometimes I take a notion to put a torch
To the tools of my trade
Here I am in the Hammersmith Hotel
Wishing the days away.