String

Just another day in the factory just another day laid back I ask myself why are you here unfortunately

I'm just to damn good to be sacked.

The little bird looks for bread on the ground in the dust.

I'm thinking I better do the same.

Men need to work and earn their daily crust.

It's a shame there's no paint to watch drying

That would be exciting to me.

I think I'll sit here and just think about that crazy string theory.

Thinking about string theory has got me tied in knot.

I'm thinking I better now just stop.

Who wants to plant a garden but then lose the plot?

This mad train of thought needs a shove a kick, push it right on off it's

Track.

Anyone that's thinking oh so much could become a crazy insomniac.

Many words said many words sang please from me do not quote.

I believe the man in the sky spoke then from nothing the world began to

Float.

Just another day in the factory just anther day laid back. I ask my self why are you here unfortunately

I'm just to damn good to be sacked.

Times going slow way too slow why don't I write a song

Got to try and help good old time wake up and start to jog along.