"Call It a Day" as written by and August Darnell....
Long time ago

I could walk down the road
There'd be laughter on every corner
And banter and table tournaments

You couldn't find
Any place, any time
That was better at true conviviality

But now
Nobody talks to you anymore
There's a dog and a padlock for every door
What's it for?

Call it a day
Very soon, anyway, I'll be gone

There was a time
When the food for the mind
Came from speakers philosophizing
And preachers a-proselytizing

Oh those were the days
Of such passion and rage
A cornucopia of individuality

But now
Faces are grim and the streets are bare
Seems that all the dissenters have disappeared
Very queer

Call it a day
Very soon, anyway, I'll be gone

I don't want to stay here anymore
I don't have to play to know the score
What mind conceals
The heart reveals after all

Long time ago

There were fairs, there were shows
There were tourists with lots of money
And business was always stunning
And you couldn't find
Anywhere, any time
A finer symbol of stabilized economy

But now
Though all the markets are open still
All the money belongs to that imbecile
On the hill

Call it a day
Very soon, anyway, I'll be gone

I don't want to stay here anymore (spurning the thought of it all)
I don't think it's safe to know the score (burned and concerned to the core)
What the mind conceals (nevermore)
The heart reveals after all (nevermore)


Call it a day
Very soon, anyway, I'll be gone
Woebegone
Call it a day
Anyhow, anyway, I'll be gone


Lyrics submitted by Scom

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