Verse 1
Work’s good, work’s bad
I’m all right, but going mad
I earn enough, but I’ve got no money
You could say the joke is good…
But I don’t find it funny.
Verse 2
The day is long, the week is short
I’m living free, but I’ve been caught
I like to think, but never thought
That I have been sold…
But have never been bought.
Chorus
The road runs straight for some way
But diminishes in the distance
When the sun shines all the time
It just gets too hot.
Verse 3
I’m sure, but I don’t know
I don’t like winter, but I like snow
I don’t like rain, but hope it pours
‘Cos now I’m inside…
Hidden behind closed doors.
Bridge
Frame of mind… of a kind
See what I mean, if you’re blind
Frame of mind, picture this
Invisible thIngs do exist.
Chorus
The road runs straight for some way
But diminishes in the distance
When the sun shines all the time
It just gets too hot.
Verse 4
I feel odd, but even so
Strangely I’m normal though
I feel empty, but complete
Life is a competition
But I don’t need to compete.
Verse 5
Come rain, come shine
At the end of the day all is fine
We like to think, but we all know
At the end of the day
The sign in the sky’s a rainbow.
Chorus
The road runs straight for some way
But diminishes in the distance
When the sun shines all the time
It just gets too hot.
Chorus
The road runs straight for some way
But diminishes in the distance
When the sun shines all the time
It just gets too hot.
© 1990/2017/2019 – Colin E. Pyle
Gm Gm F Gm x 2 F F D F G Bb A C D Bb A G F e D )