Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Routine Day, artist - Klaatu. Album song Sir Army Suit, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.07.1978
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
A Routine Day |
It started off a routine day |
I got through the morning in the usual way |
I caught the bus on time |
Good morning, Mr. 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 again |
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 |
Can’t you see you’re just a cog working like a dog |
You trade your future for a dead-end job |
That’s full of routine days |
Routine days |
I race the clock to the end of my day |
The paycheck 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 |
Humdrum |
And I’m waiting on the pier 'til Charon comes |