Cardiac Arrest lyrics by Madness
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Cardiac Arrest - Madness
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Pa-pers in the mor-ning,
bow-ler hat on head
Walk-ing to the bus stop,
he's long-ing for his bed
Wait-ing with his neigh-bours,
in the rush hour queue
Got to get the first bus,
so much for him to do
He's got to hur-ry,
got to get his seat
Can't miss his place,
got to rest his feet
Ten more min-utes till he gets there,
the cross-word's near-ly done
It's been so hard these days,
not near-ly so much fun
His mind wan-ders to the of-fice,
his tel-e-phone, desk and chair
He's been hap-py with the comp-'ny,
they've treat-ed him real fair
Think of se-ven let-ters,
be-gin and end in 'C'
Like a big A-mer-i-can car,
but mis-spelt with a 'D'
I wish this bus-'d get a move on,
driv-er's tak-ing his time
I just don't know, I'll be late,
Oh dear, what will the boss say?
Pull your-self to-geth-er now,
don't get in a state
Don't you wor-ry,
there's no hur-ry
It's a love-ly day,
could all be goin' your way
Take the doc's ad-vice,
let up en-joy your life
List-en to what they say,
it's not a game they play
Nev-er get there at this rate,
he's caught up in a jam
There's a meet-ing this mor-ning,
it's just his luck, oh damn!
His hand dives in his pock-et,
for his hand-ker-chief
Pearls of sweat on his col-lar,
his pulse beat seems so brief
Eyes fall on his wrist-watch,
the sec-onds pass real slow
Gas-ping for the hot air,
but the chest pain, it won't go
Tried to ask for help,
but can't seem to speak a word
Words are whis-pered fran-tic-'lly,
but don't seem to be heard
What a-bout the wife and kids?
They all de-pend on me
We're so sor-ry,
we told you not to hur-ry
Now it's just too late,
you've got a cer-tain date
We thought we made it clear,
we all voiced our in-ner fears
We left it up to you,
there's noth-ing we can do