Ill

We get up in the morning

We catch our busses to work

We watch the news after dinner

We're too tired for dessert

We make money and breakfast

We make love sometimes

We're cold, we buy jackets

We're aware of the lines

We build houses and fences

We follow leaders and laws

We sleep without dreamin'

We can be losers or stars

We have dogs, we ride horses

We get headaches and pills

We get rings and divorces

We know we shouldn't stand still

Cos standing still makes us all

Feel very, very, very ill

We could miss our busses

We could come late

We could lose our jobs

We wanna lose weight

We have neighbours and curtains

We have secrets and keys

We count birthdays and wrinkles

And we say thank you and please

We collect stamps and heroes

We go on holidays

We write postcards and letters

We earn and we pay

And we have good times and breakdowns

We seek and we hide

We look into mirrors

We search, but we don't find

Cos standing still makes us all

Feel very, very, very ill

And sometimes we feel lonely

In crowded rooms

Sometimes we feel our hearts yearning

When we look at the moon

Sometimes, it seems the good songs

Are all ending way too soon

Sometimes we get homesick in our living rooms

We get up in the morning

We catch our busses to work

We watch the news after dinner

We're too tired for dessert

We make money and breakfast

We make love sometimes

We're cold, we buy jackets

We're aware of the lines

We build houses and fences

We follow leaders and laws

We sleep without dreamin'

We can be losers or stars

We have dogs, we ride horses

We get headaches and pills

We get rings and divorces

We know we shouldn't stand still

Cos standing still makes us all