From the smog filled boring life
He's looking at himself in a mirror
It's just a day,now waves are high times
Searchin'for just one good life,cop him
Hey boy,can't help livin'it up
Sometime he stays with a glass pipe
Don't you know that midnight turns to daylight
Rubbing his eyes,crushed to a dreamer
Searchin'for just one good life,cop him
So come and get up on your feet
Inflame suspicions of the quiet common life
