Ill

We get up in the morning
We catch our busses to work
We watch the news after dinner
We're too tired for dessert

We make money and breakfast
We make love sometimes
We're cold, we buy jackets
We're aware of the lines

We build houses and fences
We follow leaders and laws
We sleep without dreamin'
We can be losers or stars

We have dogs, we ride horses
We get headaches and pills
We get rings and divorces
We know we shouldn't stand still

Cos standing still makes us all
Feel very, very, very ill

We could miss our busses
We could come late
We could lose our jobs
We wanna lose weight

We have neighbours and curtains
We have secrets and keys
We count birthdays and wrinkles
And we say thank you and please

We collect stamps and heroes
We go on holidays
We write postcards and letters
We earn and we pay

And we have good times and breakdowns
We seek and we hide
We look into mirrors
We search, but we don't find

Cos standing still makes us all
Feel very, very, very ill

And sometimes we feel lonely
In crowded rooms
Sometimes we feel our hearts yearning
When we look at the moon

Sometimes, it seems the good songs
Are all ending way too soon
Sometimes we get homesick in our living rooms

We get up in the morning
We catch our busses to work
We watch the news after dinner
We're too tired for dessert

We make money and breakfast
We make love sometimes
We're cold, we buy jackets
We're aware of the lines

We build houses and fences
We follow leaders and laws
We sleep without dreamin'
We can be losers or stars

We have dogs, we ride horses
We get headaches and pills
We get rings and divorces
We know we shouldn't stand still

Cos standing still makes us all