Well I can't tell you where to go That will swallow you whole If you don't turn around If you don't do it now Count these hours up to six I've been up since five I'll be coming 'round at ten You'll do it all again Did that make you feel Proud when you cried out loud? But for crying out loud You do it all the time.
Now you will be the one Who's wrong by the end of the summer If you figure it out If you just move along now There's nothing left to see There's nothing left to do So how about me and how about you?
Well I can't tell you where to go That will swallow you whole If you don't turn around If you don't do it now Count these hours up to six I've been out since five I'll come 'round there at ten You'll do it all again Did that make you feel proud When you cried out loud? But for crying out loud You do it all the time.