Up….Wake up Put some coffee in my cup Always one more day But everybody’s gotta pay their way
Cos if I’m not a poet just a number, Putting one foot in front of the other, Won’t you please allow me something to hold??
Chorus It’s a fine life living for a good time Living on the breadline, that’s just how we roll. And we pretend, every single weekend We’re not standing outside waiting in the cold
Verse 2 So how come, We left them laughing in the sun? You and I Have just about enough to get us by
Kick up my heels in frustration, Every day is trying my patience You may think that I’m a dreamer. I know. I already know.
Chorus Waiting in the cold , cold, waiting in the cold, cold