Five O'Clock World

Up every mornin' just to keep a job
I gotta fight my way through the hustling mob
Sounds of the city poundin' in my brain
While another day goes down the drain (yeah, yeah)

But it's a five o'clock world when the whistle blows
No one owns a piece of my time
And there's a five o'clock me inside my clothes
Thinkin' that the world looks fine, yeah

(Yodel: oh-de-lay-ee-ee...)

Verse 1: Same as above, plus
But when you try so hard, just to be someone
To be someone you wanna be
All my friendless putdowns count me out
Gives me something else to believe (yeah yeah)

Chorus:
Well it's a 5 o'clock world when the whistle blows
And I'm attending to you
And it's a 5 o'clock shadow when the missile blows
I thank god for you