A Routine Day lyrics

It started off a routine day
I got through the morning
In the usual way
I caught the bus on time
Good morning Mister Driver, drive
As I sat inside my overcoat
I clutched my cane
And pressed my nose
Against the foggy window pane
Ho hum...
The life I lead would even make
A dead man yawn

Midday comes, I break for lunch
With my sandwich and a beer
I go on a hunch to the park
Where I hope to find
A little bit of peace of mind
As I sat there on a bench
Amidst the rodent race
I felt a strange sensation
That without a trace appeared
But then as quickly disappeared agian

So tell me what`s the bloody point
Of playing the game
With so much to lose
Yet so little to gain
You sell your life away
Why can`t you see you`re just a cog
Working like a dog
You trade your future
For a dead-end job
Just full of routine days
Routine days

I race the clock to the end of the day
The paycheque in my pocket
Makes me feel okay
But was it worth the grind
Just to keep from falling behind
I stand here in the queue
Behind a foul cigar
My face discreetly buried
In a book on Mars
Hum drum...
And I`m waiting on the pier till Charon comes
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