Civvy Street

The Morning she cracks whip and i crawl out of my bed 
The cogs and the wheels of daylight say children they must be fed 
The kitchen don't give no solace sleep' dragging at my feet
I'm dragging the ball and chain now , it's daytime on civvy street 

The coffee it smells like Tyres pours out like motor oil 
My head is full of wires short-circuiting my soul 
There's some folk that greet the morning with wide open arms they meet 
My footsteps they ring hollow , it's daytime on civvy street 

Come on doggy won't you move your feet 
Aight, do the civvy street 
to his master's voice so sweet 
Aight, do the Civvy street 

So i walk down to the station my soul trailing like a child 

Focus are stoopped in mourning for the passing of simpler times 
The train screams its arrival , silence shattered at my feet 
Beauty has found a rival , it's daytime on civvy street 

Come on doggy won't you move your feet 
Aight, do the civvy street 
to his master's voice so sweet 
Aight, do the Civvy street 
Well come on now you girls and boys 
Aight, do the civvy street 
To the sound of his master's voice 
Aight, do the civvy street