I work all day, I got no time to play And once more knockin' on my door
There's too many bills, too many pills To many features and too many frills No money, too many things to buy Too many ways to split the pie
I got to smell the flowers
All the things, I miss each day 'Cause I'm drivin in the fast lane And it's makin' me insane And I don't wanna be that way
From the responsibilities it brings
Well that's great, I'm late 'Cause I'm always in a hurry for a meetin' In the state of confusion
I'm always livin' in the future or the past So enjoy it, relax, chill out
I got to, got to, got to simplify