Charlie Brown works hard all day. Doesn't get home till the sky is grey. Sees his children tucked in bed. He's a man that gets them fed. Sits down by the fireside. The tears fill his eyes. The wind's blowing. And the storm's a growing. Aren't you glad you're inside. What a quiet life he's had. Don't you think it's very sad? Stays in bed till 10 o'clock. on his weekly one day off. Takes his kids down to the park. till the sky starts getting dark. What a quiet life he's had. Don't you think it's very sad? Monday morning comes so fast. Makes him wonder. how the time goes past. Another week of graft and grind. Another week's HP25. What a quiet life he's had. Don't you think it's very sad?