Same Old Story

Go to work, go to school, then back home to your wife Pack your bags, eat your lunch, then get on with your life This is ideal, fulfilled we ought to be Mmm-hmm Just another page of the same old story Making plans to catch up with your gold old friend And they ask what you've done since high school's end Your last five years were stuck in purgatory Hmm-hmm Beneath the surface lies a world of misery What more is there to tell We all are doing well When everything's the same There's nothing more to say Pile out, shake a leg, here we go again Things to do, cockatoo, time to feed the hens Now ain't it grand, oh isn't that just swell Oh no Erstwhile you've seen better days in hell Take the hat off the rack, put it on your head Wrap that scarf 'round your neck wishing you were dead Commute to work and have a cup of tea Oh yeah That's the way it always must be We march among the horde To serve our overlords And always we are told We cannot break the mould Every day, every week, every month, every year As long as I'm still here The game, that I must overcome Never stop, no rest, no time to think And I just hope for one Brief little while of peace Go to work, go to school, then back home to your wife Pack your bags, eat your lunch, then get on with your life This is ideal, fulfilled we ought to be Mmm-hmm Just another page of the same old story Go go go go go Go to work, go to school, then back home to your wife Pack your bags, eat your lunch, then get on with your life This is ideal, and fulfilled we ought to be Oh yeah Just another page of the same old story Ooh Just another page of the same old story Same old story baby Just another page of the same old story Same old story baby Just another page of the same old story