The night only left when it made it’s point And staggered off drunk with a terrible cough Morning swore this will be the last Snooze button worked till you turned it off The bus is a stretcher for the graveyard shift Coffee doesn’t work for the hummingbird heart Someone got fucked by the water duct Somebody’s making a brand new start And the eyes are going to focus for the sake of the hair Static is erratic in the northbound lane The sound of I think I can, I think I can, I think I can Rises up in a chorus strain How’s it going, jackpot growing Message beeping, I’ll be sleeping awake What do you make//
Day in, day out, this is what we do Day in, day out, this is what we do//
The horoscope brags to the shopping cart Fanfare kick through the upright posts Daydream trip to a warm screensaver Gate goes up if you pay the ghost In the other part of town where the checks bounce hard The planes fly over and the trains go through They’re crying on the steps of the Information Age Fathers of the Church don’t know what to do Say, Come back, children All is forgiven You need blessing, stop your guessing and stay It’ll be OK//
Day in, day out, this is what we do Day in, day out, this is what you do//
So we all will jump ‘cause the ding means go And everybody’s sad that the trees are gone Crawl out of the tunnels like blinking moles Laugh when we turn the boxes on//
The papers can’t tell who the culprit is And someone’s going to die if you don’t move fast The question of the day is not how it’s going to change It’s how long will it last And I’m not who I want to be today There are riots in the minds and the suburbs on fire I’m sorry but it never turns out that way It’s all held together by tape and wire
Day in, day out, this is what we do Day in, day out, this is what we do//Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
