Lyrics:

Every morning 'bout half past eight
My Moma wakes me says, 'Don't be late'
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
My life is just a slow train crawling up a hill
Every morning 'bout half past eight
My Momma 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
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 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