There’s no more girls at the office
The telephone answers itself
Automation rules the factory floor
There’s no food on the shelf

Where is this all heading? Somebody did this to me
At the end of the day the money has it’s say

At the end of the day...  How will you sleep tonight?

As you count up the till
And you turn out the lights
Did you get your fill
I hope you sleep well tonight

Take stock of yourself  Nobody did this to you
At the end of the day the money has it’s say

At the end of the day....   How will you sleep tonight?

When your number comes up
And you’ve cashed your last cheque
Will you be a surplus
Or just a deficit

I know where you’re heading You did this to yourself
At the end of the day the money had it’s way

At the end of the day....  How will you sleep tonight?