Letras de Mr. Business Man

Itemize the things you covet
As you squander through your life
Bigger cars, bigger houses
Term insurance for your wife
Tuesday evenings with your harlot
And on Wednesdays it′s your charlatan
Analyst, he's high up on your list
You got air-conditioned sinuses
And dark disturbing doubts about religion
And you keep those cards and letters going out

And while your secretary′s tempting you
Your morals are exempting you
From guilt and shame
Heaven knows you're not to blame

You better take care of business, Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business, Mr. Businessman
If you can
Before it′s too late
And they throw your life away

Did you see your children growing up today?
And did you hear the music of their laughter
As they set about to play?
And did you smell the fragrance
Of those roses in your garden?
Did the morning sunlight warm your soul
And brighten up your day?
Do you qualify to be alive
Or is the limit of your senses
So as only to survive?

Spending counterfeit incentive
Wasting precious time and health
Placing values on the worthless
Disregarding priceless wealth

Well you can wheel and deal the best of them
And steal it from the rest of them
You know the score
Their ethics are a bore
Eighty-six proof anesthetic crutches
Prock you to the top
Where the smiles are all synthetic
And the ulcers never stop
When they take that final inventory
Yours will be the same sad story everywhere

No one will really care
No one more lonely than
This rich and mournful man
Let′s have your autograph
Endorse your epitaph

You better take care of business, Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business, Mr. Businessman
If you can
You better get down to business before it′s too late
You better take care of business, Mr. Businessman
What's your plan?
Get down to business, Mr. Businessman
If you can