The Calendar On The Wall Songtext / Lyric

Days - no need to count their number

No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall

Days - devoid of all ambition

Sitting in the kitchen with the calendar on the wall






These are the happy days of boredom

They excite me through and through

Days when I don't mind admitting

How much I hate the kitten on the calendar on the wall



These are the happy days of boredom

They excite me through and through

Ohh, days - no need to count their number

No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall

No need to keep a record like the calendar on the wall