Look at the sad goodbyes
Everydays are killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say so long
Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Grocery store, ten bucks
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Looking at me, no word
Everyone looks
We cant see
We cant be bought easily
Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Soft within the wayward things
Like ecstasy
The sound of trees
Most anything
What a baby sees
Beautiful face, alright
Many a place, outta sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive around to forget your fears
Getting it out of second gear
Well, well, well,
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Everydays are killing time
Sun coming up outside
No men are born this time
Saturday's child stays home
Nothing to say so long
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Just making change for plastic cherries
Up in a tree, jaybird
Looking at me, no word
Everyone looks
We cant see
We cant be bought easily
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
Like ecstasy
The sound of trees
Most anything
What a baby sees
Many a place, outta sight
Old woman there with red shoes
One million balloons, all used
Drive around to forget your fears
Getting it out of second gear
Another day
Well, well, well,
Another day
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Take time to stop and smell the coffee (more or less). Just plodding through your day-to-day life causing malaise. Even "Saturday's child", who would otherwise 'work hard for a living', "stays home"