Letras
PRODUCTIVE
Awake in the morning,
Still sleepy on the day.
I wish I could be much more useful,
While time is ticking away.
Blame it on the weather.
The howling wind outside.
I blame it on the television,
That holds me and kills my mind.
Well, I have to be productive.
Have to run the clock around.
Have to lift up something,
Move to somewhere,
Bring around here
And put it back on the ground.
Then I have to fake it,
Then I have to find a lie.
For all I haven’t done the day,
And all I’ve saved for the night.
...Today I could fly away
But I’m too heavy for this sky.
I’ll be outside when the sun appears,
But I need some shade to hide...
...For all the days filled with laughter,
Making money and good times.
When I’m thirsty, I’ll fill my glass
With Melon Collie and with wine...