Every morning (a)bout half past eight My Mummer wakes me says "Don't be late" Get to the office, tryin' to concentrate My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
So I stop one day to figure it out I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt To sing the blues that I know about My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
Minute after minute Second after second Hour after hour goes by Working for a rich girl Staying just a poor girl Never stop to wonder why
So here I am in London town A better scene Iüm gonna be around The kind of music that won't bring me down My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
Every morning (a)bout half past eight My Mummer wakes me says "Don't be late" I get to the office, tryin' to concentrate My life is like a slow train crawling up a hill
So I stop one day to figure it out I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt To sing the blues that I know about My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
Minute after minute Second after second Hour after hour goes by Working for a rich girl Staying just a poor girl Never stop to wonder why
So here I am in London town A better scene I'm gonna be around The kind of music that won't bring me down Life is just a slow train
So here I am in London town A better scene I'm gonna be around The kind of music that won't bring me down My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
Compositor: Katie MeluaPublicado em 2004ECAD verificado fonograma #13118106 em 12/Mai/2024