Well I can't tell you where to go
That will swallow you whole
If you don't turn around
If you don't do it now
Count these hours up to six
I've been up since five
I'll be coming 'round at ten
You'll do it all again
Did that make you feel
Proud when you cried out loud?
But for crying out loud
You do it all the time.
Now you will be the one
Who's wrong by the end of the summer
If you figure it out
If you just move along now
There's nothing left to see
There's nothing left to do
So how about me and how about you?
Well I can't tell you where to go
That will swallow you whole
If you don't turn around
If you don't do it now
Count these hours up to six
I've been out since five
I'll come 'round there at ten
You'll do it all again
Did that make you feel proud
When you cried out loud?
But for crying out loud
You do it all the time.