Late for Work

Waiting at the station for my train to arrive,
Some people are sitting, some people are standing,
Some people are just looking at the time.
Waiting at the station for my train to arrive,
Standing on the platform, looking all around me,
Feeling the wind, as my words brush me by.

Coz I’m late for work again oh on,
Oh dear, what should I do?
It doesn’t matter the time, it doesn’t matter the place
Because what seems to happen is I’m always late.

Running from the station got to get to work on time.
Haven’t left yet by 8:30, takes me half an hour,
Above all I have to be at work by 9.
Running from the station coz my bus has just passed by,
It all comes to those 5 minutes, maybe I can win it.
Why can’t I just be more organized?

Coz I’m late for work again oh on,
Oh dear, what should I do?
It doesn’t matter the time, it doesn’t matter the place
Because what seems to happen is I’m always late.

Entering the station getting picked by three guys.
Truly complimented, but I haven’t even entered,
Just want to go home not looking for a ride.
Entering the station I am early and satisfied.
Oh I think that I just might get an early night,
And maybe for once I will get up on time.

Coz I’m late for work again oh on,
Oh dear, what should I do?
It doesn’t matter the time, it doesn’t matter the place
Because what seems to happen is I’m always late.

Coz I’m late for work again oh on,
Oh dear, what should I do?
It doesn’t matter the time, it doesn’t matter the place
Because what seems to happen is I’m always late.