"Every morning when the sun comes up on the east side,
I catch a buzz.
Lying next to you, roll over, and kiss your cheek,
"Third grade, bell rings
Kamikazes on the playground swings
And played on the merry-go-round..."
|The Working Day|
"Hey Joe, whatcha doin' over there?
You're sittin' on a porch with a broken down stare
You got a flag blowin' in the air
You worked a 12 hour day, now it's time to get away..."