Workin' Around Songtext

Sun starts low, clouded
And I stumble up
Barely moving in a chair
'Till I got to go
I can't quit
I'm stuck to this working around

Many a moth said
Do you smell something burning?
Joke of a staff chalking a line
Half a bubble off
My bootstraps are busted
I'm working around

Give me just a couple of weeks to get sick of it
Is there some other way?
Making my marks and cuts on a walking stick
Is there some other way?
Coming off painting a wall on a holiday
Catching up on the phone
Can I catch something to pick me up
Working around

Day creeps up
And then a pounce and it's over
Thinking of the time
That I took about six months off
All I really wanted was working around

Give me just a couple of weeks to get sick of it
Is there some other way?
Making my marks and cuts on a walking stick
Is there some other way?
Coming off painting a wall on a holiday
Catching up on the phone
Can I catch something to pick me up
Working around
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