Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat I'll talk, I'll talk they live by the sea Surrounded by a cemetery If you get tired come up for some tea With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me Frances is the next to rise Powders up her nose She's working for the tailor Makes the western clothes Andy drives a sports car To the Warner Brothers ghost He used to live in England Now he loves the coast (chorus) Some times a friend comes by To sing the latest song But David fights with Susan Nobody gets along Every other Sunday It's time to make a call Judy has a barbecue Play the volleyball In the evening When the sun goes down The streets are all aglow We walk out on the hillside City shines below We sit down for our supper The news begins to play Walter he is speechless Eric speaks cliches Andy plays a cricket game Frances holds a glass Karen reads and darns a dress I dream of the past Dark is spreading up now Good evening, good night Karen turns the bed sheet She's turning out the light Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me