Oclock World Lyrics

Oclock World lyrics

Words and Music by Allen Reynolds 







Up every mornin' just to keep a job 



I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob 



Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain 



While another day goes down the drain (yeah, yeah) 



But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows 



No one owns a piece of my time 



And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes 



Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah 



(SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) 



Tradin' my time for the pay I get 



Livin' on money that I ain't made yet 



I've been goin' tryin' to make my way 



While I live for the end of the day (yeah, yeah) 



Cuz it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows 



No one owns a piece of my time 



There's a long-haired girl who waits, I know 



To ease my troubled mind, yeah 



(SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) 



In the shelter of her arms everything's OK 



When she talks then the world goes slippin' away 



And I know the reason I can still go on 



When every other reason is gone, (yeah, yeah) 



In my five o'clock world she waits for me 



Nothing else matters at all 



Cuz every time my baby smiles at me 



I know that's it's all worthwhile, yeah 



(SCAT: oh-de-lay-ee-ee, etc ) to end