D. Barrett, J. Gittleman)
I don't think about it,
To put up with the output
hold on and hold out
or I'd be left out without it
but they haven't yet
Things better get better
while these things keep bringing
I gotta get
thing's should get good
and bringing me grief
that still brings relief
I've got that one something cowboy coffee and chemical cream
ride, ride, ride on my stallion of green
midnight flower, sleep in the flowers
and dream, hurricane, breakneck speed, rapid fire, dreams
it's not that I'm swamped it's not that it's boggin' or cloggin' my head
buried under near dead
it's just the daily grind
I wasn't born rich
to bring the daily bread
while these dailys "dilleI've got that daily something
and I'm daily employed
I'm good looking instead that's daily enjoyed.
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