You wake up at the break of day, and what do you see?
There's people rushing all around, unconsciously
And they pour into the subway, in never-ending queues
To get to their employment, no time to lose
No time, they got no time to call their own
I can't stop to wonder if the day is sunny
Cause I'm not alone

This time, the end is mine
No time, they got no time to call their own
I wonder when they'll start believing
This life was meant for living
It's the same
It's the same
The whole world over now
You know money, it's king
And it forces honest people
To do strange things
Like slaving in a factory
Or sweating down in a mine
That's not a thing I wouldn't do
To do strange things
I wonder if they could die
No time, they got no time to call their own
So wrapped up in their search for hidden treasure
They got no time for pleasure
No time, they got no time to call their own
I wonder when they'll start believing
This life was meant for living
This life was meant for living
Na, na, na, na, na, na
For no time
I wonder when they start believing
This life was meant for living
Na, na, na, na, na, na