Mundane (Dean Wittman-Lamb)

Monday morning it's 7 am
And I can't get out of bed
I don't wanna got to work today
I don't think so!

Dirty dishes fill my sink
And I need a coffee fix
I don't wanna got to work today
I don't think so!

And if slowly close my eyes
Everything will be alright
Oh no here it goes again
Same ol' story

It's so mundane!

Traffic jam along my street
And I'm looking like a creep
Radio plays those forgotten songs
And I'm going crazy

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Things seem a little strange I say
Something doesn't seem right
Just going on my gut feeling
Well they never lie

na na na I can smell it in the air
na na na it's just a gut feeling yeah
na na na I can smell it in the air

there is a message in the clouds
conversation with the wind
signals I read them loud and clear
soon something's got to give

it's not far away
maybe it's today?
Yeah!

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Essex Sun (Dean Wittman-Lamb)

Staring at the greyness
Waiting for the snow
Prime time destination
There's no sign of the sun

Cockney tongues are chattin'
There's a spell on everyone
All the lights and decorations
Only one more day to go

The Essex sun aint melting down the road
It might be cold but you'll never be alone

Smiling and I'm drinking
A million miles from home
Company is precious
She's sitting on a throne

Capture the moment
And let life drift bye

© Copyright 2001 J. Albert & Son Pty Ltd. Lyrics printed by kind permission of the publisher. Unauthorised copying is forbidden. To reproduce please contact copyright@albertmusic.com

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