A little off-topic, but really phunnie!

If you have heard the song "Runing Just to Catch Myself", I haved worked for an hour (maybe more...) to type up the lyrics! Please watch! XD

Blair - Bad day at work... music video

Running Just to Catch Myself LYRIX!

By Mark Schultz

I am driving
I am late for work
Spilling coffee
Down my whitest shirt
While I’m flossing
And I’m changing lanes
Oh yeah
Now I’m driving
Through the parking lot
Doin’ eighty
Hey, what the heck why not?
Watch it lady
’Cause you’re in my spot
Once again
I’m so late to work,
And here’s a surprise
I got a McMuffin
For just 99 cents today
I think they ran a special

I can’t stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Maybe someday I could fly away
Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay
Sport my Speedo; maybe grab a tan
A dream vacation, wild elation
Now I’m running
Straight into my boss
And he’s angry
Oh, and he calls me Ross
Which is funny
’Cause that ain’t my name
And that’s lame
I’m still running
Running very late
For a meeting
Wait, that was yesterday
Guess I’m early
For the one next week
Oh, how sweet
I get on the ladder
I corporately climb
I wave at my life
As it passes me by everyday
My name’s not Ross!

I can’t stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me?
Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Life in my cubicle’s discreet
Life in my cubicle is neat
I’ve got some pictures of my friends
Some sharpened pencils. Where’s my pen?
Ten o’ clock I’m in a meeting
Paper cut I think I’m bleeding
Check my hair it’s still receding
Hey, what a life!
Break for lunch
There’s nothing better
Run outside
And don my sweater
Like Fred Rogers
Let’s be neighbors
I’ve lost my mind
I’m overworked and underpaid
And unappreciated
It’s just a perk of being middle-class
And agitated

One… Spinning circles in my chair
Two… Win a game of Solitaire
Three… And I wonder where my stapler’s gone
’Til four o’ clock… and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch and I stare at the door
I stare at my desk like I’m going to war
It’s just one payment I’ll be needing
Grab my paycheck Guess I’m leaving

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhhh

Five o’ clock
It’s time to go
There’s crowds to fight
And horns to blow
I’m talking fast
On my cell phone
Hey watch out
That’s reckless driving!
Five o’clock
It’s time to eat
Hit the couch and watch TV
Set the clock
And go to sleep
It’s 8 am
On Monday morning!
Again and again and again and again and againnnnnnnnnnnn

(Whistle)