By the end of the day

There is a collective phrase my colleague are sharing, i.e. By the end of the day. Sometimes they mean it literally. e.g. 'Gloria, by the end of the day, please finish the proposal and send it to me...' or they mean it figuratively, e.g.'If you young executives are willing to dedicate to Market Research [and work 24 hours and 7 days], by the end of the day, you guys will be very successful as me.' From the view of linguistics, it is so fascinating. Even in such a small social system, we form our own language.

So, as I know that my friend Samantha Chic (fake name) is pissed off by Kelly Leon (fake name again), I wrote a song called 'By the end of the day' to express our sorrow and hope from our job, and I would like to dedicate this song to her.

BY THE END OF THE DAY By Glo L.

By the end of the day
I wanna sneak away
From this hell from this freezer
Flutter to the place of I am not afraid

By the end of the day
I can regain the gay
Run up to hill and swim down the lake
Waltz to malls in Causeway Bay

By the end of the day
By the end of the day
At least I get salary
And my rent and food can be paid