Just another day in the factory just another day laid
back I ask myself why are you here unfortunately
I’m just to damn good to be sacked
The little bird looks for bread on the ground in the dust
I’m thinking I better do the same
Men need to work and earn their daily crust

It’s a shame there’s no paint to watch drying
That would be exciting to me
I think I’ll sit here and just think about that crazy string theory
Thinking about string theory has got me tied in knot
I’m thinking I better now just stop
Who wants to plant a garden but then lose the plot?

This mad train of thought needs a shove a kick, push it right on off its track
Anyone that’s thinking oh so much could become a crazy insomniac
Many words said many words sang please from me do not quote
I believe the man in the sky spoke then from nothing the world began to float

Just another day in the factory just anther day laid back
I ask my self why are you here unfortunately
I’m just to damn good to be sacked
Times going slow way too slow why don’t I write a song
Got to try and help good old time wake up and start to jog along