Looking For Euphoria

 

Chorus:

Gloria, Gloria, looking for euphoria

Gloria, Gloria is looking for euphoria.

Gloria, Gloria, looking for euphoria

Gloria, Gloria is looking for euphoria.

 

Every day seems so routine.

You run in auto on caffeine.

Haven't felt you're at your peak,

Cause nothing's novel or unique.

 

Chorus

 

And every day seems so routine

Like clothes and dishes that you clean.

Such tasks are never really done,

And little time is left for fun.

 

Chorus

 

And every day seems so routine,

And no one's there to intervene.

You stumble through each passing year

As dirty dishes reappear.

 

Chorus

 

And every day seems so routine

The cycle starts to seem obscene.

You think a lot about your past,

But nothing ever seems to last.

 

Chorus

 

And every day seems so routine.

And what exactly does that mean?

And now and then you try to do

Something novel, something new.

 

Chorus

 

But every day seems so routine

And every day seems so routine

And every day seems so routine

Just every day seems so routine

 

Chorus