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My wife used to say she couldn't understand Why I make my living working with my hands She met a junk bond daddy and he broke up my home He made his living on the telephone Daddy spied my darling and he dialed her number then They took off next morning and she won't he back again I might not be good looking and I never been to school But I patched up my broken home using simple tools Simple tools, simple tools, I like simple tools I'm just a common ordinary workaday fool I might not be the brightest bulb or the straightest route But I can mend my broken heart using simple tools And I can talk to girls in bars, well maybe a few We'd drink a little glass of wine or maybe two I might wake up in gay Paree or good old San Berdoo The gals appreciate a man that uses simple tools I won't be walking 'round all night, wonderin' what to do I won't be calling up the morgue askin' for you Or beating down these memories with one of your old shoes I can do the job in half the time using simple tools I'm just a common ordinary workaday fool I might not be the brightest bulb or the straightest rule, But I can do the job in half the time Using simple tools, simple tools
Cool down reggae, slow down reggae Cool down reggae, slow down reggae In the bustle of a busy day, time for refreshment In the country or in the town, oh yeah we can slow it down Cool down reggae, slow down reggae Cool down reggae, slow down reggae In the rhythm of a jangly day, time for enjoyment In the sway of the come and go, so nice to take it slow Cool down reggae, slow down reggae Cool down reggae, slow down reggae In the morning or the afternoon, take a breather soon In the evening of a long day, put the workaday away Cool down reggae, slow down reggae Cool down reggae, slow down reggae We be dancing
I've been wound up too tight, I've been running just like A Chicken with it's head cut off I'm always on the go, I've got nothing to show But a whole lotta nothing it's time I Take a little time for me, yeah I do believe When life gets too tight it's time to unwind it Kick back on the front porch with a cold one in my hand I've had my nose on that work-a-day grindstone Gonna get my chill on tonight and Unwind, unwind, unwind it Lightnin' bugs in the air like they ain't got a care Man I could take some lessons from them Think I'll call up my girl let the lest of the world Keep spinning while We're laid back swinging Back and forth in the hammock yeah My baby knows it When life gets too tight it's time to unwind it Kick back on the front porch with a cold one in my hand I've had my nose on that work-a-day grindstone Gonna get my chill on tonight and Unwind, unwind, unwind it Nobody's gonna miss me if I disappear for a little while I bet So here I go shifting to a lower gear, yeah When life gets too tight it's time to unwind it Kick back on the front porch with a cold one in my hand I've had my nose on that work-a-day grindstone Gonna get my chill on tonight and Unwind, unwind, unwind it Unwind, unwind, unwind it Yeah, unwind it Whoa, unwind it
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place, Searching for an old familiar face From Anatevka. I belong in Anatevka, Tumble-down, work-a-day Anatevka. Dear little village, little town of mine
Soon I'll be a stranger in a strange new place, Searching for an old familiar face From Anatevka. I belong in Anatevka, Tumble-down, work-a-day Anatevka. Dear little village, little town of mine
THE WORKcDcY I was visiting a country that I did not understand, Felt like I was drowning, being swallowed by the land In the workaday, in the workaday I was talking to a woman whom I could not understand, She was loud and she was pushy, she was probably a man In the workaday, in the workaday Make the most of every minute Welcome to it, now you're in it.
Bared the glare of cold war trash, put it on the table, Stained the course leaking, work-a-day degradation. With the ballot box open, the flowing information, The temperature warming, and all the cloning and Nonchalance.
Workaday Katy, down at the pharmacy She's everybody's favorite, Living in a life that seems like A constant struggle, And it beats her down, down, down, down, now.
Wake up at 8am roll outta bed again Boy I'm getting tired of the same old news Driving in the morning is getting pretty boring All I wanna do is make some tunes But no, you gotta workaday kid I know you're tired of the same shit 40 years til you're rid of it So get used to it Clock out at sundown 45 to calm down Turn on the radio it's all the same Coasting in the left lane stuck behind a dead brain Man I'm getting tired of the same old blues But no, you gotta workaday kid I know you're tired of the same shit 40 years til you're rid of it So get used to it I've almost made it home now Time for me to chill out My eyes are getting heavy now So I hop into bed and I do it all again
Yet, when I seek this beauty, Flower of youth's first dawning, I find a prosy work-a-day world Stretching and yawning! Love is locked up in cages, Kept for a poet's pages; Life and adventure Don't seem to be paying attention to me!
Defamation of character It's your most famous role Yet, no wonder the faceless Cast of thousands call You a cancer on the set You wrote the script On workplace politics You know how to Manipulate situations To meet your stipulations But someone wise will Cut you down to Size, issue a stern warning Once they process the information And dismantle your lies Defamation of character Will lead to your subsequent Demise, you should be Relegated to flipping burgers Hold the fries Sorry if I've offended The average 9 to fiver Trying to survive the Bump and grind of their Workaday lives I've seen too many good People suffer when The wrong hands Are allowed to juggle Big shiny knives
Baby black with the spider hands A heart attack when I felt the fingers land She broke my heart with her spider hands She wove a web that I never knew was there I took it all for granted She took it all away I took it all for granted But hey, I say It's a work-a-day day She broke my heart with her spider hands She wove a web that I never knew was there Baby black with the spider hands A heart attack when I felt the fingers land
A Little More Time (Larry W Jones 01/01/2020) (song #7662) Each and every day seems to be the same A new kiss, a promise to keep love’s flame Another worry and a hill to climb I know you haven’t found big promised dreams Those are always a step ahead it seems Darling please give me a little more time Now, sweetheart a few small dreams have come true And someday the big ones will come to you But for now it’s just the work-a-day grind One day a fresh new rainbow will appear I see it forming and I know it’s near Darling please give me a little more time (Instrumental) Now, sweetheart a few small dreams have come true And someday the big ones will come to you But for now it’s just the work-a-day grind One day a fresh new rainbow will appear I see it forming and I know it’s near Darling please give me a little more time One day a fresh new rainbow will appear I see it forming and I know it’s near Darling please give me a little more time
You finally did it Reached the summit and were able to see what you'd accomplished And you don't regret it But the torch you were holding's going out by the second In a work-a-day world Milestone to milestone Leap after jump More money less time On paper it's nice But somebody just raised the bid price Then you spiral back Time to do it again You don't even know what you're doing Then you spiral back Time to do it again You don't even know what you're doing You don't even know what you're Back to square one The dealing is done The dice are rolled, the cards are drawn Back to square one Isn't this fun The choices are made, the wheel is spun Back to square one We took the plunge and now we're all just passing go Cross off your to-do list See what else you couldn't accomplish And you regret it Remove responsibility if only for a second In a work-a-day world Milestone to milestone Hops after scotch More money less time Drown it in vice But somebody just raised the list price Then you spiral back Time to do it again You don't even know what you're doing Then you spiral back Time to do it again You don't even know what you're doing You don't even know what you're Back to square one The dealing is done The dice are rolled, the cards are drawn Back to square one Isn't this fun The choices are made, the wheel is spun Back to square one We took the plunge and now we're all just passing Go Feel the counterblow One-two punch KO Round six hundred, wins zero Going back to square one The dealing is done The dice are rolled, the cards are drawn Back to square one Isn't this fun The choices are made, the wheel is spun Back to square one This feels like a pun Three hundred chutes and ladders none Back to square one We took the plunge and now we're all just passing go
Driving, with some things on my mind Thinking about calling, when I've got the time Wandering, all around this town Tripping, hit my head on the workaday song I've been thinking about going home For some peace of mind It's about damn time I've been wondering ‘bout the stories you told What part of it's real, what part have you sold Packing, it's a happy thing Smoking, light a candle and a world of dreams Drinking, with some friends of mine Laughing, all around the clock I forgot the time I've been thinking about going home For some peace of mind It's about damn time I've been wondering about the stories you told What part of it's real What part have you sold
Tomorrow is The doomsday! Sunday is My birthday, Is not a workaday Tomorrow is The doomsday! This is the end of days, Is not a happy days, Remember me yesterday Tomorrow is The doomsday!
For all of their state approved garbage you’ll pay Quite likely for decades as work-a-day slave As though reading alone wouldn’t accomplish the same With wobbling heads and as smug as can be The weight hinged completely on empty degrees Oh, their thoughts they impart On anything from virtue to art And If you should veer a jot from the mainstream Or in the slightest way seem to defy academe They’ll be setting you straight!
Search the skies People of the morning Thus consumed by their work-a-day Do run about here and there They stagger in the evening liquids – They do not see her Teach them Sister Like you taught me aboard the mothership How to pronounce the dark secret Slicing my tongue – Under my skin Wild blue bombs away – Burn my books with love Wild blue bombs away Over mother earth Tear the last words from the page Burn my books with love On and on this continued Crushing spring and bruising summer She grew dirty red blossoms for him and made a cracked glass bouquet He did not see them So she took matters into her own hands And brought him aboard the mothership Threw her lacy tendrils over him Until he let it all go Wild blue bombs away – Burn my books with love Wild blue bombs away Over mother earth Tear the last words from the page Burn my books with love Search the skies
See, I'm no expert on the testaments Or what it was that Yahweh said 'Cause punk's not dead And I'm in the mood for bed And I'm too doped up to be born again Another boring face From a no-name place Where Wal-Mart can claim eminent domain A workaday Judas on Klonopin Netflix and Fentanyl to manage your sins There shouldn't be redemption for Americans A nickel for your bottle That's all you get, when you're Too doped up to be born again Peruse for booze from the bottom shelf Why pay top dollar to kill myself?
(Your) Tears in the Rain Told your folks You would go for a stroll The workaday routine That's slowly gnawing you You choke You can no longer resist The urge to fall apart cnd run away Is there nowhere to stay?
Day comes too soon, I kick out the gloom Sit here and wonder for her She was the queen, of this everyday work-a-day king But she took away her love too soon (Cause she was always saying) Wooo she was leaving me Woo hoo where in the world can she be She took away her love, I was unworthy of Things she brought to me Now that I try In the darkness here I cry Singing where in the world can she be Woo woo woo woo She was leaving me Woo woo woo woo Where in the world can she be Wooo she was leaving me Yeah but...
Oh my lady まだ 見える巡る明日を No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light とんだ不安で心拭えない夜も No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light 単純に誘われ 進む workaday 甘い魅惑には付き物の pain 途切れて忘れたピュアな発言 独自開発の成れの果て? 読んでも気づかない あの日と夢 地図はいらないなんて 今じゃ so scare 大切なあなたも首を傾げ 誰よあなたは 要は alien 手付かずのまま ぬり重ねた部屋 外れたカラーで隠された穴 心地は悪いが Can you see me, my brother 手招かれるまま いつに溺れた どこへ行こう 暮れるまで 今宵の果ての向こう わからないまま 溶けてなくなれば 過去なんて夢に見えるかな Oh my lady まだ 見える巡る明日を No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light とんだ不安で心拭えない夜も No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light Yeah, yeah 目腫らせた morning 言葉 散る 余韻 やり場ない思い 積み重ねて falling 投げ捨てて coffee 情けない 不条理 無性に 光る春なのに 型破りな明日と 嘘のようなラスト 見たいだけ 見せたいだけ なのに 急ぐ あなた 追う stole my head 満ち欠けた あなたでは この気持ちは so full 分からないまま 溶けて なくなれば 過去なんて夢に見えるかな Oh my lady まだ 見える巡る明日を No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light とんだ不安で心拭えない夜も No more pain まだ No more rain ただ 包む mellow light
She walks through the wilderness, she sings to the trees, She can't find no bitterness, when her song is so free, But the city just took her captive, and she's wonderin' how can she be, When this work-a-day world, is no place for a girl, Of a wilderness no one can see When silver white birches, reflect on the stream, Her harmony merges, to complete every dream, But she chooses to sing in the city, Where serenity's so hard to find And her great sacrifices out balance the crises, When her song soothes the unhappy mind, Angel of the wilderness, Sing me your song, Turn these highways to rivers and byways, And please won't you take me along, 'Cause I've got my very own song...
Workaday disarray Your mind starts to waste away You beat the cover at the door One stool free at the bar Jack and Coke and PBR The crowd fills in some more Overcome by thoughts of what a shitty day it was I started to feel better when the PA began to buzz And the guitars got louder The boys got prouder As the girls moved in front of the stage The shots came quicker as the houselights flickered The night took back the day Yeah, the night took back the day Spilled beer and ringin' ears "Hey you can't smoke that in here" I heard the bouncer yell All-alones type on their phones The band starts to play the Stones "Say what the hell, say what the hell" Dissatisfaction and disgust were fading from my mind With a room full of strangers I left it all behind As the guitars got louder The boys got prouder As the girls moved in front of the stage The shots came quicker as the houselights flickered The night took back the day Yeah, the night took back the day The guitars got louder The boys got prouder As the girls moved in front of the stage The shots came quicker as the houselights flickered The night took back the day The guitars got louder The boys got prouder The girls moved in front of the stage The shots came quicker as the houselights flickered The night took back the day Yeah, the night took back the day Hey hey
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