It's either moving too fast,

Or too slow...

Play the string gently now,

Pull the bow...

So tired...

Why are you down?

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

Woke up at the laundromat,

With clothes to clean...

The TV's dripping sound down,

Into a life you can dream...

Smoke breathes through,

An empty room...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

I get the feeling that you'd understand,

Pulls you all around,

Turns you up and down,

(Can't live without it...)

A good day is just a red shirt tumbling in between...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

A dollar wins the lottery,

When pigs can fly...

Folding paper airplanes,

And circling classifieds,

Time luring,

Back outside...

It's a blue sky...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

Whoa-oh-oh-oh...

I get the feeling that you'd understand,

Pulls you all around,

Turns you up and down,

(Can't live without it...)

A good day is just a red shirt tumbling in between...