My Music At Work

(álbum: M - 2020)

Everything is bleak
It's the middle of the night
You're all alone
And the dummies might be right
You feel like a jerk
My music at work
My music at work

Avoid trends and cliches
Don't try to be up to date
And when the sunlight
Hits the olive oil
Don't hesitate
Night's so long it hurts
My music at work

In a symbol too far
The anatomy of a stain
To determine where you are
In a sink full of Ganges, I'd remain
No matter what you heard
My music at work
My music at work
My music at work

We call it "Olga waits"
The crowd then entertains
The dim possibility
Of showing some restraint
The rain came down berserk
My music at work
My music at work

A star beyond the chart
The dark side of a drop of rain
To determine where you are
In a sink full of Ganges, I'd remain
No matter what you heard
My music at work
My music at work
My music at work

Everything is bleak
It's the middle of the night
You're all alone
And the dummies might be right
Outside, the darkness lurks
My music at work
My music at work
And a fallen hummingbird
My music at work
Bound for bed with no dessert
My music at work
In the the middle of the earth
My music at work
My music at work
My music at work