The Tragically Hip My Music @ Work song lyrics
The Tragically Hip My Music @ Work song lyrics
Everything is bleak
It's the middle of the night
You're all alone
And the dummies might be right
You feel like a jerk
My music @ work
My music @ work
Avoid trends and cliches
Don't try to be up to date
And when the sunlight hits the olive oil
Don't hesitate
The night's so long it hurts
My music @ work
In a symbol too far
Or the anatomy of a stain
To determine where you are
In a sink full of Ganges, I'd remain
No matter what you heard
In my music @ work
My music @ work
My music @ work
I call it, "Olga Waits
The Cloud That Entertains
The Dim Possibility of
Showing Some Restraint"
The rain came down berserk
My music @ work
My music @ work
On a star beyond the chart
Or the dark side of a drop of rain
Determining where you are
In a sink full of Ganges, I remain
No matter what you heard
My music @ work
My music @ work
My music @ work
Everything is bleak
It's the middle of the night
You're all alone
And the dummies might be right
Outside, the darkness lurks
My music @ work
My music @ work
Hey fallen hummingbird
My music @ work
From the middle of the earth
My music @ work
Bound for bed without dessert
My music @ work
My music @ work
My music @ work