Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark 弗雷德独自坐在他的办公桌在黑暗中

There's an awkward young shadow that waits in the hall 还有一个尴尬的年轻影子等待在大厅

He has cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes 他已经清除了所有他的东西，他把它们放在箱子

Things that remind him: 'Life has been good' 事情提醒他： “生活已经好了”

   

Twenty-five years 二十五年

He's worked at the paper 他在论文工作

A man's here to take him downstairs 一个人在这里带他下楼

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones 我很抱歉，琼斯先生

It's time 是时候

   

There was no party, there were no songs 没有党，没有歌曲

'Cause today's just a day like the day that he started 因为今天只是一个喜欢日复一日，他开始

No one is left here that knows his first name 没有人离开这里，知道他的名字

And life barrels on like a runaway train 生活万桶就像一个失控的火车

Where the passengers change 凡客改变

They don't change anything 他们没有任何改变

You get off, someone else can get on 你下车，别人可以得到

   

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones 我很抱歉，琼斯先生

It's time 是时候

   

Streetlight shines through the shades 路灯照耀通过色调

Casting lines on the floor and lines on his face 铸造在他的脸上在地上行和

He reflects on the day 他反映了天

   

Fred gets his paints out and goes to the basement 弗雷德得到他的油漆了，去到地下室

Projecting some slides onto a plain white 突出一些幻灯片上纯白色

Canvas and traces it 帆布和它的痕迹

Fills in the spaces 填补了空间

He turns off the slides and it doesn't look right 他关闭了幻灯片，它看起来不正确

Yeah, and all of these bastards 是的，所有这些混蛋

Have taken his place 已经采取了自己的位置

He's forgotten but not yet gone 他忘记了，但还没有消失

   

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones 我很抱歉，琼斯先生

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones 我很抱歉，琼斯先生

And I'm sorry, Mr. Jones 我很抱歉，琼斯先生

It's time 是时候