Lyrics

Tough day in the city All the lights go out And we try to make good sense of it all Tough time in the city All the bars are closed And we try once more There's something on your mind That's telling you to yield And we're tired and we're tired and we're tired of pretending That something's wrong Let's go to the country In the pouring sun And we try to make some fun of it all Let's stay in the meadow All the bugs are out And we try once more Oh, we try There's something on my mind That's telling me to fold And we're tired and we're tired and we're tired of pretending There's nothing wrong going on