5 O'Clock World

Up every morning just to keep a job

I have to work my way through the hustlin' mob

The sounds of the city poundin' in my brain

While another day goes down the drain

But when you try so hard just to be someone

To be someone you want to be

All my hang-ups, putdowns, caveats

There's something else to beleive

Yeah, Yeah

It's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows

And I'm telling to you

And it's the 5 o'clock shadow when the missile blows

I thank god for you

Working so hard for the pay I get

Livin' on money that I ain't made yet

Five cups of coffee just to be myself

When I'd rather be somebody else

Yeah, Yeah

Well, it's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows

And I'm telling to you

And it's the 5 o'clock shadow when the missile blows

I thank god for you

I know a place

Where we can hide from the human race outside

The count downs started

And your bags are packed

We leave this planet tonight my dear

Let's ride

Yeah, yeah, yeah

In the shelter of her arms everything's OK

She smiles and the world goes whistling away

She gives me reason to carry on

When every other reason is gone

Yeah, Yeah

But, it's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows

And I'm telling to you

And it's a mighty small planet when the missile blows

I thank god for you

It's a 5 o' clock world when the whistle blows

And I'm telling to you

And it's a mighty small plantet when the missile blows

I thank god for you

Thank god for you