Stuck behind cash registers
Can't write a good folk song
And if Johnny Cash did it in jail
Then he wasn't there very long
See the open road is the place to be
With adventures, sunsets and climbing trees
Some days I just
Look out the window
Some days I just
Look out the window
Some days I just
Look out the window
And some days I just
Look at the ceiling
Maybe draw a picture
Of how I'm feeling
Some people say
That that is wasting a day
But I still can't
Hold down a real job
I get claustrophobic
Anxious and restless
Some people say
That that is wasting away
And now I've got a job
It doesn't have any windows
It just has computers