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Up every morning just to keep a job
I have to work my way through the hustlin' mob, The sounds of the city poundin' in my brain While another day goes down the drain. But when you try so hard just to be someone To be someone you want to be All my hang-ups, putdowns, caveats There's something else to beleive Yeah, Yeah It's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows And I'm telling to you And it's the 5 o'clock shadow when the missile blows I thank god for you Working so hard for the pay I get Livin' on money that I ain't made yet Five cups of coffee just to be myself, When I'd rather be somebody else Yeah, Yeah Well, it's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows And I'm telling to you And it's the 5 o'clock shadow when the missile blows I thank god for you I know a place Where we can hide from the human race outside The count downs started And your bags are packed We leave this planet tonight my dear Let's ride Yeah, yeah, yeah In the shelter of her arms everything's OK, She smiles and the world goes whistling away, She gives me reason to carry on, When every other reason is gone. Yeah, Yeah But, it's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows And I'm telling to you And it's a mighty small planet when the missile blows I thank god for you It's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows And I'm telling to you And it's a mighty small plantet when the missile blows I thank god for you Thank god for you |
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And in my room, I'm alone in my room
And maybe staying here for just awhile And in my casket, I'm alone in my gloom And maybe staying here for awhile Oh, can't you see light is only in your eyes? Would I be guilty oh, would I be? The sound you bring is an antiquated thing So please don't look to me for guidance Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand My splendid art, oh my sad profession Now stick with me and I'll betray you For should I lose my bad depression My splendid art I will betray you Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand Haul me out of the water Haul me onto the land Beneath the sky there is an open fire I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand Charlotte Anne I do understand |
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