The people are coming.
The people are coming tomorrow.
The people are coming tomorrow to work.
The people are coming tomorrow to work on the house.
The people are coming tomorrow to work on the house at 6.
The people are coming tomorrow to work on the house at 6 am.
So I’ve got to go to bed.
But not without the Real Country Music lyric of the day:
I don't remember loving you
I heard you mention children
Did you say there's one or two?
You say I quit my job
And then I drank myself insane
You say that I ran down the highway
Screaming out your name
Well, that's not the sort of thing that I would do
No, I don't remember loving you
