Give me five minutes where I'm all alone
Give me a second to just be at peace
Children are lovely, I don't mean to moan,
But when will all this servitude just cease?
It's been a lovely day of course it has
But busy, busy, busy, busy mad
A bit like I've been free falling through Jazz
With the ghost of Dizzy Gillespie's dad,
I'm in a whirlwind but my mind's alert
'Cause now they're all asleep and I can write
If I was teaching I could iron a shirt
But I don't do that now so it's alright.
So that was just another busy day,
Now gone forever but that's still okay.
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