Hey girl... I work at a bank... I know how it is. Steven Sneer of these arms are snakes worked at a bank. He wrote this... I read it all the time. ************************************************ Big News When the sun came up on the small block of the city We needed to find somewhere to drink Through five days of working and two left to our person We all needed sometime to breathe So use your body as the engine For your weekend This is no time to sleep I want to create, I don't be constricted I'm sick of working all of the time For someone else's needs So give me some kind of section For my protection What is this doing to me I've got a life and desires And it's more than to retire I trust there's more in a life to lead I want a minute with my woman And an hour outside of this city I don't care what you expect of me No, I don't care what you expect of me I want to detach this from me Life's a movement, and I feel like I'm not moving Life's a movement, and I feel like I'm not moving Life's a movement, and I feel like I'm not moving And I fell like I'm not moving Then what is the sense of giving all of your time away When I want to go out into the streets I want to drown myself in the mights touch I'm never going to sleep again Until the day comes to collect my sin Just take me home Just take me home It's not worth the effort Just take me home I've spent many nights in this very city It was worthless last time And it will be this evening I've spent many nights in this very city It was worthless last time And it will be this evening Goodnight