Civvy Street

The Morning she cracks whip and i crawl out of my bed The cogs and the wheels of daylight say children they must be fed The kitchen don't give no solace sleep' dragging at my feet I'm dragging the ball and chain now, it's daytime on civvy street The coffee it smells like Tyres pours out like motor oil My head is full of wires short-circuiting my soul There's some folk that greet the morning with wide open arms they meet My footsteps they ring hollow, it's daytime on civvy street Come on doggy won't you move your feet Aight, do the civvy street To his master's voice so sweet Aight, do the Civvy street So i walk down to the station my soul trailing like a child Focus are stoopped in mourning for the passing of simpler times The train screams its arrival, silence shattered at my feet Beauty has found a rival, it's daytime on civvy street Come on doggy won't you move your feet Aight, do the civvy street To his master's voice so sweet Aight, do the Civvy street Well come on now you girls and boys Aight, do the civvy street To the sound of his master's voice Aight, do the civvy street