Six o'clock
On your feet
Your eyes sticky
Your face is a mess
It's a working day
Red and white tootpaste
Down the hall
Shower time
No hot water
Breakfast
Hot coffee
Woops, in your eggs
Never mind
Down the stairs
In the street
Hey lady, guess what?
You've missed your bus!
I've caught myself dreaming of an open field
In October when the wind turns the sky to grey
I can stand still there in the needle of the hay
And do nothing but to wish time and place started here
It's a working day
A rainy day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
It's a mid-week day
A working day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
I've caught myself dreaming of an open field
In October when the wind turns the sky to grey
I can stand still there in the needle of the hay
And do nothing but to wish time and place started here
It's a working day
A rainy day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
It's working day
It's a mid-week day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
You're late
And there's your boss
No comment
Modern world
Typewriter
9 to 5
Coffee again
Woops
In your papers
It's a working day
A rainy day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
It's a mid-week day
A working day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
Uh oh, Larry Romance
Movie tonight?
Oh no, oh no
5 o'clock
Time is up
Taxi cab
New York City
It's a traffic jam
Walk-a walk-a walk away
Walk-a walk-a walk away
I've caught myself dreaming of an open field
In October when the wind turns the sky to grey
I can stand still there in the needle of the hay
And do nothing but to wish time and place started here
It's a working day
A rainy day
Walk-a walk-a walk away
It's a mid-week day
A working day
Walk-a walk-a walk away