Humdrum Lyrics

Humdrum lyrics

Just a touch of industry,
Monday morning,
Put on your collar and head
straight out
Everyone's waiting, don't be late...
Uptown midday,
Sound
of the city on slow decay
See the faces behind private eyes
As you pencil
in their lives
In the humdrum,
Can you hear the doldrum,
Stepping
outside the firing line
There's a foreman standing on a bridge of
iron
And the men walk across it to go back to work
In their monday
morning shirts
And they don't run
And when the work's done.

At
nights, the streets are alive with
Catwalk, West Side Story, flashback
parade,
In this quick fire, cry tough world
Men with
ambition
Will,
Be loved.

Moving up to another rung
Feel the
heart of the city beating tight as a drum
Playing 'Move on up' and the never
stop
A whole world living out 'Beat the Clock'
And it's said and
done
'Look after number one'
Ultimatum, deadline
Wound up so
tight
'Til you can't unwind
Worlds within worlds, some built out of
nothing
By those who left this world behind
Driven on by fear or
ambition
Now,
Waiting in line,
Things will work out fine
They just
take a little time.