Working on these daily problems
Whether fried, broiled, or baked
Smoke em boys if you got em
It's hard enough to face the day

We can see from bouts of history
The pendulum swings both ways
We did it then, why not again
We all make the same mistakes

As the light inside tends to flicker
So much so we lose our way
Where problems faced seem to get bigger
Daily double in this race

Once again caught napping
In our daily day to day
When did this all happen
We all make the same mistakes

Over under makes you wonder
How much can we hold at bay
Not out to steal your thunder
Unless with it, we can get away

I can plan the Pity Party
You bring the tears, I'll bake the cake
Finished long before it's stared
We all make the same mistakes