Letras
Ahem
I am waking in the morning
Is it winter is it summer
Days have slipped away
I can't even count them
Pararara pararara
I am suiting in my corner
Getting ready for my work
Eight hours five days working
Days off I don't know about them
Mmm hmm
I am waiting at the bus stop
Going home's a long road
Do it every day now
So I barely notice
Pararara pararara
Coffee in my right hand
Headphones in the other
Life is just repeating
But somehow I keep singing
Morning turns to evening
Evening back to morning
Faces on the same train
All of us are yawning
Mmm hmm
Eight hours five days work
Eight hours five days work
Living for the weekend
But the weekend disappears
Going home's a long road
Going home's a long road
Pararara pararara
Pararara pararara
We are singing in the silence
We are marching through the hours
We are tired but still standing
This routine is ours
Pararara pararara
Pararara pararara