Popmonster Lyrics: All Day Long

Sunday, so called day of rest
filling with a sense of dread
thinking about tomorrow a. m.

I blink I'm on the interstate
one link in a giant metal snake
slithering through concrete and slate

I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there

A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long

I have friends we spend our days
deciphering the corporate maze
and living in fear of reorganization

And this is what they pay us for
we've lost our guts to use the door
and so we pretend to count all our blessings

I circle the building twice before
I get up the nerve to walk through the door
and take the back staircase up to my floor
Slide into the four gray walls and the square
of light that I love all day with my stare
but metal and plastic can't keep me there

A window lets my mind escape
I soar across the city-scape
above the clouds where I will stay
All day long
All day long
All day long

©2008 by Greg Pope

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