Blinded eyes, born of a heart of stone face the morning sun of another day.  Going down the
 road in a silent dance, wondering if there is a better way. The light turns green and you move
 along, and follow the words of the same old song,the same old song.

  Don't think too much about it. It's just another day. From 8 to 5 and then go home.  It's just a
  price you pay. You walk in through your front door with nothing new to say. Nothing new to say.

  Is that your dance? Is that your song, that you've been singing far too long? You go to bed and
  fill your head with dreams that don't come true. You'd like to start all over again, but don't know
  what to do. Wwhat to do?

  Don't think too much about it. It's just another day. From 8 to 5 and then go home. It's just a
  price you pay. Work unto the Lord. There is no other way. No other way.

  They sing about a spotless lamb, who paid the price for you. He shed his holy blood, so you can
  start anew. He'll roll   away the heavy stone, that's buried in your heart. In your heart. Don't
  think too much about it. It's just another day. From 8 to 5 and then go home. It's just a price you
  pay. Work unto the Lord. There is no other way. No other way. No other way, 'Till Jesus comes.

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