Lyrics:

Every morning about half past eight
My mama wakes me, says 'Don't be late'
Get to the office, trying to concentrate

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

So I stop one day to figure it out
I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt
To sing the blues that I know about

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

Minute after minute
Second after second
Hour after hour goes by
Working for a rich girl
Staying just a poor girl
Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London town
A better scene I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

Every morning 'bout half past eight
My mama wakes me says 'Don't be late'
I get to the office, tryin' to concentrate

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

So I stop one day to figure it out
I'll quit my job without a shadow of a doubt
To sing the blues that I know about

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill

Minute after minute
Second after second
Hour after hour goes by
Working for a rich girl
Staying just a poor girl
Never stop to wonder why

So here I am in London town
A better scene I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down

Life is just a slow train

So, so, so here I am in London town
A better scene I'm gonna be around
The kind of music that won't bring me down

My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill