Lyrics

Forty degrees in the mid-summer heat
Not a patron in sight
The café next door is busy as always
It’s gonna be another long night
I don’t mind the work but the quiet times hurt
Waiting for hours on end
No point staying late if there’s no one to wait on
No use in trying to pretend

Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
And send us all home
No one’s coming near us
No one’s coming here

Sometimes it’s packed and we’re flat out all week
Mostly it’s boring as hell
When the heat is too much or the rain won’t let up
Business will never do well
And the boss is a fool, he just plays it all cool
Says give it an hour or so
Then some prick walks in at a quarter past six
When I just wanna go home

Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
And send us all home
No one’s coming near us
No one’s coming here

Don’t tell me to wait
Been waiting all day
No one is coming to pay my wage
The people are bored
We’re being ignored
I don’t even know what I’m waiting for
Anymore

Lock all the doors
Bring the chairs in
No one’s coming here
Silence the phones
Turn off the damn radio
No one’s coming near us