Call It a Day

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