Everyday

(albüm: Sandbox - 1987)

Clouds open dust and waves rise up to obscure
God's very blue sky
People skating gingerly only endure
'Cause they don't have the sunlight

Lines of shopping mothers grabbing the kids
Pushing up to the front
Rows of pretty little houses and lawns
I want you to have a beautiful one

Moving in circles out on the freeway, yeah
Coming and going to everyday
Everyday, everyday, every way
Moving in circles out on the freeway
Coming and going to everyday

Got a brand new car with hideaway lights
And a blue racing stripe
Costs a little extra but it's worth it to me
When money burns through the exhaust pipe

I'd like to take you for a quick spin sometime
To show you what it's got
I can't believe you chose to work in the line
But I'm so glad that I'm not

Everyday, oh it's every way
Everyday, oh every way
Everyday, oh it's every way
Everyday, every way
Everyday