Story Behind The Song
I've been teaching high-school English for 34 years, and I've been married almost all of that time.
Song Description
Everyone can cope with everything some of the time, some people can cope with some things some of the time, but nobody can cope with everything all of the time. We all get steamrolled by the monotonous momentum of life.
| Song Length |
3:10 |
Genre |
Folk - Rock |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Stressed, Restless |
Subject |
Infinity, Rodeo |
| Similar Artists |
Tom Petty, Bob Dylan |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
LIFE IS SO DAILY
You work hard all day just to earn your pay;
Then the tax man comes, takes it all away.
Boss is a joke snake ? he?s a real charmer;
Gives you a smoke break ? a three alarmer.
Nothing left to do but break into song,
Nothing left to do but break into song.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it;
Sure didn?t turn out the way I planned it;
Kidnapped at birth by Mexican bandits.
First they fueled the fire, and then they fanned it;
Guess they cooked my goose, and then they canned it.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it.
You try to drive home ? same as the A.M.
VASCAR meets NASCAR ? motorized mayhem.
Your wife is there to greet you at the door:
Says, ?Welcome home. I don?t need you any more.?
You begin to sing, though you know it?s wrong,
You begin to sing, though you know it?s wrong.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it;
Sure didn?t turn out the way I planned it;
Kidnapped at birth by Mexican bandits.
First they fueled the fire, and then they fanned it;
Guess they cooked my goose, and then they canned it.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it.
You will start over, find someone to love;
Have some new children, more gifts from above.
Find out about drugs, sex, and alcohol;
Find out your kids already know it all.
Some day soon, they will be singing along,
Some day soon, they will be singing along.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it;
Sure didn?t turn out the way I planned it;
Kidnapped at birth by Mexican bandits.
First they fueled the fire, and then they fanned it;
Guess they cooked my goose, and then they canned it.
Life is so daily, I just can?t stand it.
Copyright © 2002 Lex Zaleta