Treasure Island

Allen Steble

(20/04/1987)

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It's eight o'clock
time to wake up
get ready for work
and iron my shirt
I get on the road
onto the freeway
this is what I do
every single day

Bumper to bumper
stuck in traffic
car to car
its just fantastic
if I caught the train
I might be on time
if I had a plane
id get the by nine

Just finished for the day
time to head back
guess I'll take the freeway
its the quick track
as soon as I get on
something is wrong
is it roadwork's again?
its driving me insane

Bumper to bumper
stuck in traffic
car to car
its just fantastic
if I caught the train
I might be on time
if I had a plane
id get the by nine

Yes, I'm finally here
I can kick back
and have a cold beer
its great to be home
now its time for tea
and then off to bed
tomorrow ill do it
all over again

Submitted: Friday, May 17, 2013
Edited: Friday, May 17, 2013

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