I know a spell
That would make you help
Write about love, it could be in any tense
But it must make sense
I know a trick
Forget that you are sick
Write about love, it could be in any form
Hand it to me in the morning
I hate my job, Im working way too much
Every day Im stuck in an office
At one oclock, I take my lunch up on the roof
The citys right below, Ill ride upon a man
Hes intellectual and hes hot but he understands
The seconds move on
If you watch the clock
And the sky grows dark
If youre looking up
And the girls move from thrill to thrill
On the tightrope walk
On the tightrope walk
I hate my job, Im working way too much
Every day Im stuck in an office
At one oclock, I take my lunch up on the roof
The citys right below, Ill ride upon a man
Hes intellectual and hes hot but he understands
I know the way
So you know the way
Get on your skinny knees and pray
Maybe not today
Youve got to see the dream through the windows
And the trees of your living room
Of your living room
Youve got to see the dream through the windows
And the trees of your living room