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​Endless Holiday

This song is by It's Immaterial and appears on the album Song (1990).

Sunshine creeps through the blinds
And into my life

Well, I awoke this morning
To a radio alarm
From the street I could hear
The sound of traffic
People leaving for work
Just another Monday morning

Goodbye, I watch you from the drive
Enjoy your work's the last I say
You wish for Friday
Well, I glance up and down the road
Before returning to the home
To put the breakfast things away
On my endless holiday

And I'll while away the hours
In every afternoon
There are ways to kill the time
Until the day's through

Well, me
Well, I don't read much anymore
And if that's when you start to die
Well, I hope it doesn't show
These are the details friends won't know
The things you learn to hide
When you've no idea why
You're forced outside your life

And I'll while away the hours
In every afternoon
There are ways to kill the time
Until the day's through
An endless holiday

Well, me
Well, I know they talk
And they say your house husband
Well, he never does the chores
But each day
Well, I read the vacancies
And I'll search for word
Almost constantly

I'll while away the hours
In every afternoon
There are ways to kill the time
Until the day's through

Yes, I'll while away the hours
What else can I do
A once successful man
On an endless holiday
On an endless holiday
On an endless holiday

Put yourself in my shoes
If only for a day
Put yourself in my shoes today
Well, I'm living on the wife's income
Yes, just living on the wife's income
Good fortune come my way

If things carry on like this
I can see I'm gonna have to
Put the children back in plastic shoes
And I remember just how that feels