This treadmill lifestyle ain't workin for me...
It's from ya crib to ya lab to ya job to make a profit,
And at the day's end you still got nothing accomplished.
Day in and day out we do the same thing,
Tryina find the joy in our repetition.
Always complainin' about the routine and the mundane.
But let me stop to remind y'all bout one thing:
Come hell or high water you can count on the sun
Always shinin' in its untamed glory.