Suddenly nothing makes
Makes sense anymore
It seems all the good times are gone
Routine's taking over
I can't stand being sober
Blue skies are turning grey
What is left to do or say?
I gotta find a way out
I gotta work it out
It's getting harder everyday
The clock's ticking
Suddenly things have changed
And they've changed for the worse
Where have all the good times gone?
It all got so boring
What's the goddam the story?
There must be a way out
I gotta find it right away
'cause I feel I'm running out of time
I feel I'm running out of time
