Five A.M. and I’m a rat in the race, with a smile on my face
corner bus stop is a mindless parade, but I don’t mind the wait
honking your horn now, I gotta warn ya, won’t take your troubles far away
you gotta embrace this pace
City life you get whatcha make it, can’t wait for little lucky breaks
everyday so ripe for the taking, no good could come from your complaining
so don’t you say its just one of those days
So represent if you got rent on your mind and concrete on your block
chime on in if you can never decide if your hip or your not
fashionably late or some fashion statement won’t get you in with downtown crowds
just take a look around
City life you get whatcha make it, can’t wait for little lucky breaks
everyday so ripe for the taking, no good could come from your complaining
so don’t you say its just one of those days
Feed the meter with some quarters and dimes, it’s the prime of your life
City life you get whatcha make it, can’t wait for little lucky breaks
everyday so ripe for the taking, no good could come from your complaining
so don’t you say its just one of those days
written by Aryn Michelle (c)2009