The Star is in Norman's office. His day of sweat and toil has begun. Nine To Five Answering phones and dictating letters Making decisions that affect no one. Stuck in the office from nine until five Life is so incredibly dull, Working from nine to five. Oh nine to five, nine to five, Working from nine to five. And time goes by The hours tick away. First seconds, Then minutes, Then hours into days. Each day, Each week, Seems just like any other. All work, No play, It's just another day. He's caught in a mass of computerised trivia, Deciphering data for mechanical minds. He's lost in the paperwork and up to his eyes, He's checking a list that's been checked out before And he's starting to lose his mind. Oh nine to five, nine to five, Working from nine to five. (repeat).