Текст песни Night Shift - R. Turner

Yesterday
I wrote down
The time and the day
But as it turns out
I had nothing to say

Working the night shift
I do what I CAN
Working the night shift
I'm handling CANS
Always thinking of something
Clever to say
But I CAN not write it down

Walking home
There's no one around
It really seems so much like a
Different town
Hear the snapping of snails
Down under my shoe
And I feel some remorse for them
But what CAN I do?