7 A.M, a zombie, I crawl to the shower
By 8, I'm running late, got to race to the freeway
5 to 9, coffee time, settle into the flow, you know
I hate my boss, I hate my job, I hate this town, but where can I go?
I'm wastin' my time, stuck on the road to nowhere
This stop and go life is killing me
The daily grind is not what my dreams are made of
Oh, why can't I just be rich and free?
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Another drive-thru lunch, greasy fingers punch the clock and it's back to business
My eyes are burnin' red, pop some pills to cool my head, then look in the mirror
Splash some water on my face, can't keep up, I hate the pace
Every time I look around, all the leaves are turning brown
I can't break free, I can't break free, I can't break free
Tell me why
I'm wastin' my time, stuck on the road to nowhere
This stop and go life is killing me
The daily grind is not what my dreams are made of
Oh, why can't I just be rich and free?
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Why
Why
Why
Why
(Solo)
Red and white, rush hour lights, snake from the city
The evening talk jocks barely bright enough to read the headlines
On my radio, they whine and they lie and they cry like I give a damn
Blue strobe lights up ahead, as the break lights turning red
What the hell? What the hell man?
I'm wastin' my time, stuck on the road to nowhere
This stop and go life is killing me
The daily grind is not what my dreams are made of
Oh, why can't I just be rich and free?
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Tell me why
Tell me why can't I
Tell me why
Tell me why
Tell me why
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