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Sleep
(Anderson)

Take the day as you find it dawning
Dress and drive to the job you keep
Feign a smile, but they catch you yawning
And the man, he says to "Sleep for the weekend
Sleep for a year
Sleep for a living
But there is no sleeping here."

Drink the view from your high-rise window
Pretend you're taller than everything
Tap your pen, and begin your humming
Until the man, he says to "Sing for the weekend
Sing for your beer
Sing for a living
But there is no singing here."

[wacky interlude]

So, the moral of this small story
Is: quit your job and become a bum
I cannot promise you'll make more money
But you might have much more fun for the weekend
Fun for a year
Fun for a lifetime
And there's lots more living here.