Mighty Mighty Bosstones

To put up with the output
I don't think about it
Hold on and hold out
Or I'd be left without it
Things better get better
I gotta get
Things should get good
But they haven't yet
While these things keep bringing
And bringing me grief
I've got that one something
That still brings relief
Cowboy coffee
And chemical cream
Ride ride ride
On my stallion of green
A midnight shower
Sleep in the flowers
And dream
It's not that it's boggin'
Or cloggin' my head
It's not that I'm swamped
Buried under near dead
It's just the daily grind
To bring the daily bread
I wasn't born rich
I'm good looking instead
While these dailies
Dillie-dallie
And I'm daily employed
I've got that daily something
That is daily enjoyed
While these dailies
Dillie-dallie
And I'm daily employed
I've got that daily something
That is daily enjoyed
Cowboy coffee
And chemical cream
Ride ride ride
On my stallion of green
It's a midnight shower
Sleep in the flowers
And your hurricane drink
Gives me rapid fire dreams