First verse, better not curse



Good night, sweet dreams, turn out the light

The eight hour song starts over tonight

Clock strikes twelve and my dreams are in sight

Barkin' like dogs who are eager to bite



Anxiously I drift into sleep

Haunted by treasures I couldn't keep

Gets so I'm too lonely to weep

But somehow it's more shallow than deep



Down I slide into music divine

Soothes my soul as it tortures my mind

Clock wakes me up at an hour to nine

Can I get to fast forward straight from rewind?



Just caught the end of the eight hour song

Don't seem right, but you know it ain't wrong

All about lost dreams and where they belong

But it's really not bad for an eight hour song



Second verse, better yet worse



Give my all for the company man

Help him up and give him a hand

Ain't this aristocracy grand?

Sell my soul for the company plan



Yes indeed, it's a wonderful day

See my future, see it today

Don't smoke dope, nope, keep it away

Take my coffee any old day



Don't look back, keep lookin' ahead

Better listen to that voice in your head

Without this song you'd soon end up dead

'Cause the next one's got so many misled



Oh my God, it's the eight hour song

Don't seem right, but you know it ain't wrong

Keep that rhythm, move it along

Until you hear that final eight hour song



Third verse, life sucks



Flee that jungle, run the fuck home

Don't look back 'til you're safely alone

Play that music, pick up the phone

Now that all your time is your own



I've been walked on, I've been abused

But that was then, now I'm just amused

Don't have time to be singin' the blues

I can do what I like, I can go where I choose



The when is now and the where is right here

No time for doubt, no patience with fear

Sure wish I had more of these years

This song's music to my fuckin' ears



One hour left in the eight hour song

Don't seem right, but you know it ain't wrong

Cheer up, cheer up, pass me the bong

'Cause this is my favorite eight hour song