Lyrics:

Look at the sad goodbyesEverydays are killing timeSun coming up outsideNo men are born this timeSaturday's child stays homeNothing to say So longWell, well, well,Another dayWell, well, well,Another day ...day ...dayGrocery storeTen bucksJust making change for plastic cherriesUp in a tree, jaybirdLooking at me, no wordEveryone looksWe can't seeWe can't be ignored easilyWell, well, well,Another dayWell, well, well,Another daySoft within the wayward thingsLike ecstacyThe sound of treesMost anythingWhat a baby seesBeautiful face, alrightMany a place, outta sightOld woman there with red shoesOne million balloons, all usedDrive over hills, forget your fearGetting it out of second gearWell, well, well,Another dayWell, well, well,Another day (Repeat)