This ain't vacation so quit your daydreaming And get back into line Ain't here to play, ain't got all-day Stare off into the distance on your own time
Looking back you're pretty sure this isn't it The thoughts you had as a kid Adventure was at the center of how you would live Now all you are is a Working Stiff
The punch of the clock beats up those dreams Every morning right at eight Where long ago the towel was thrown Along with everything else you've given away
You made your plans as life made your bed When you dosed off and lost the list Now all you are in all of this mess Is nothing more than a Working Stiff
You watch it all as the camera rolls This tragic comedy For the life you want, hold all your calls You'll have to wait until you are free
You've learned to accept, this life you're left with As the curse of it is what it is You may have lost where you're at on this fading map But it still points to a Working Stiff