"My Music At Work" as written by Robert Baker, Gordon Downie, Johnny Fay, Joseph Paul Langlois and Robert Gordon Sinclair....
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 gets the olive oil
Don't hesitate
The night's so long it hurts
My music at work
In a symbol to near or far
Or 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

I call it Olga Waits
The cloud that entertains
The dim possibility of
Showing some restraint
The rain came down berserk
My music at work
My music at work

On a star beyond the chart
Or the dark side of a drop of rain
Determining where you are
In a sink full of ganges, I 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

Hey fallen hummingbird
My music at work
From the middle of the earth
My music at work
Bound for bed without dessert
My music at work
My music at work
My music at work


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"My Music at Work" as written by Johnny Fay Gordon Downie

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    General CommentI love trying to figure out what Gord is trying to say in all the hip's songs. its a bit of a challenge. I think you hit the nail right on the head CanadianJAY.
    BigHeadJedon April 30, 2003   Link

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