[Grand Piano] [Verse 1] The alarm clock now can ring alone The time card’s ashes all are blown My lunch box may just sit and rust I’ve cleared my locker out, it’s dust No hallway talk No boss’s yell Just coffee breaks When I feel well I wave the factory gate goodbye Put up my feet, I’m flying high [Chorus] And now we’re off, retiring Schüss! No more on Monday No more “See you at the time clock” cue Only “Go Do what you want to” And now we’re off, retiring Raise your glasses, final cheer From today the hours don’t count now From today it’s health I steer [Verse 2] My workmates brought a farewell cake “Hey, write us still” calls someone there I laugh and pack the flowers up See my name badge standing bare All the folders gather dust and dreams All those emails drift off, sight unseen My old planner crosses out itself Now there’s room for What I truly love [Chorus] And now we’re off, retiring Schüss! No more Mondays No more “See you at the time clock” line Only “Go do What you feel is fine” And now we’re off, retiring Raise your glasses, final round From today no hour can bind me From today it’s health I count [Bridge] [Spoken deep, resonant old female voice, divine, like warm] Was kommt jetzt? Na alles Mögliche Lange schlafen Kurzer Plan Bisschen reisen Bisschen gärtnern Oder einfach gar nix tun (oh ja) [Chorus] And now we’re off, retiring Schüss! No more Mondays grinding No more “Please, just get this done” Only “Go Have yourself some fun” And now we’re off, retiring Come on, sing it, nice and loud From today the hours don’t own me From today each joy’s allowed [Verse 3] I’ve clocked in for ages I’ve done all my shifts No more time clock ticking Stealing all my gifts Hey Coffee tastes like freedom Not overtime undone You can have my office chair For an apple and a kiss, just one [Verse 4 ] Boss says, “We’re gonna miss you” I say, “You’ll be just fine” My only to‑do now Is simply: “Do What feels right” No more crammed‑in morning train lines Just breakfast, Same café I’ve got time To waste freely And that’s more than okay [Chorus] And now we’re off, retiring Schüss! No more Mondays, No more “see you at the time clock” Just “Go do Whatever you feel like” And now we’re off, retiring Raise your glasses, final round From today no hour will bind me From today it’s health I count [Bridge] [Spoken deep, resonant old female voice, divine, like warm] Vielleicht `n bisschen Garten Vielleicht `n bisschen Meer Vielleicht `n bisschen gar nix Und das dann immer mehr Ich heb mein letztes Stempelblatt Werf’s lächelnd in den Wind Fängt ein neues Kapitel an Wo ich wieder ich bin [Outro – crossover - Guitar solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, Dark, sacred, monumental] sacred, monumental] What comes next? (Oh, anything at all) Sleeping in late (Short, simple plans) Travel a little (Garden a little) Or just do absolutely nothing (oh yeah) (Maybe) a bit of garden (Maybe) a bit of sea (Maybe) a bit of nothing much (And then a little more of that) I raise my final time card Throw it smiling to the wind A brand-new chapter’s starting now Where I can be myself again Schüss! [guitar solo with sustained notes and doom feeling, sacred, monumental] [Grand Piano solo doom feeling, monumental] [stay muted for 3 seconds, then end, fade out]
