Look at the sad goodbyes
Everyday's a killin' time
Sun comin' up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothin' you say is so wrong

Well, well, well another day
Well, well, well another day

Grocery store, Templex
Just makin' change, plastic checks
Up in a tree a jaybird
Yellin' at me, no words
Every one looks, can't see
Can be ignored easy

Round, round, round another day
Round, round, round another day

Softenin' the wayward things of ecstasy
The sound of trees, most Ebony, please
What a baby sees

Beautiful face, alright
Many a place uptight
Old woman there in red shoes
A million balloons, all hues
Drive in the hills, forget fear
Gettin' it on in second gear

Round, round, round another day
Round, round, round another day

Softenin' the wayward things of ecstasy
The sound of trees, most Ebony, please
What a baby sees

Look at the sad goodbyes
Everydays are killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say So long

Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day ...day ...day

Grocery store
Ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Looking at me, no word
Everyone looks
We can't see
We can't be ignored easily

Soft within the wayward things
Like ecstacy
The sound of trees
Most anything
What a baby sees

Beautiful face, alright
Many a place, outta sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive over hills, forget your fear
Getting it out of second gear