Day in day out

Day in, day out The same old voodoo follows me about The same old pounding in my heart whenever I think of you And baby I think of you day in, day out Day out, day in I needn't tell you how my days...

We're queueing at the tills wishing for our lives to change Just a piece of something new a taste would keep us sane Hypocrisy in every day drills a hole deep in our brains Searching for a little hope...

Clock in my head Clock on the wall And the two of them Don't agree at all Friday is heaven, Friday is heaven Day in, day out Day in (Day in) Wish you were here On the shop floor (Day out) And together...