Lyrics
By Dawn.L.y.
Clock in you're at work but you're not working so hard
Checking messages ten times a day ensuring you're not bored
Talking on someone else's dime（一角硬币）
Put a quarter in the pay phone don't keep them waiting on the line
Rushing through time just to find myself
Asking someone in the future if they'd save me a space
'Cause the line's getting longer with every hour
People forget why they're waiting
The mood's turning sour
I don't want to go to school tomorrow
Stay up late watching TV
Eat a midnight snack I'll pretend it's Friday
Complacent(满足的) as I'll ever be
See those gentle sheep following a path to who knows where
Chewing on the grass so plentiful（丰富的） the wool is growing thicker
But the grass is made of plastic and there's plastic on the grass
A mechanical lady with her garden hose（水管） waters the cement（水泥）
Where's my mystical（神秘的） pan who plays on his flute（长笛）
Dancing entrancing those who choose to hear his tune
There'll be a man who comes out of hiding
He'll be the one who forces you to decide
Why can't I just believe just believe
I can move my feet
Pondering（思考） is a step beyond wondering
Complacent（自满的） as I'll ever be
Clock in you're at work but you're not working so hard
Checking messages ten times a day ensuring you're not bored
Talking on someone else's dime（一角硬币）
Put a quarter in the pay phone don't keep them waiting on the line
Rushing through time just to find myself
Asking someone in the future if they'd save me a space
'Cause the line's getting longer with every hour
People forget why they're waiting
The mood's turning sour
I don't want to go to school tomorrow
Stay up late watching TV
Eat a midnight snack I'll pretend it's Friday
Complacent(满足的) as I'll ever be
See those gentle sheep following a path to who knows where
Chewing on the grass so plentiful（丰富的） the wool is growing thicker
But the grass is made of plastic and there's plastic on the grass
A mechanical lady with her garden hose（水管） waters the cement（水泥）
Where's my mystical（神秘的） pan who plays on his flute（长笛）
Dancing entrancing those who choose to hear his tune
There'll be a man who comes out of hiding
He'll be the one who forces you to decide
Why can't I just believe just believe
I can move my feet
Pondering（思考） is a step beyond wondering
Complacent（自满的） as I'll ever be