rise up wake up to the light my dreams were pretty good last night another day to fight the fight oh no i m already late for the job that i hate everybody s got to do what they don t wanna do day after day it s getting mundane and i m bored everything s hysterical nothing is a miracle and everybody s right and as i m waxing lyrical my life is still so typical i think i m losing sight getting by i m getting by i m counting to ten and i m in love again trying to keep my head in line i give and you take oh i made a mistake you never do what i want you to do day after day i m going insane i m alone it s something kind of pitiful i m feeling kind of cynical it s never black or white they say that i m relational but never confrontational i was never one to fight getting by i m getting by working at the 9 5 a little bit of over time i m laboring into the night watching as the minutes fly i m waving to my life good bye i think i m taking my time where did everybody go and all the joy i used to know the mystery s history now sometimes i cry i hold my head high i m sure that i m gonna get by my vision is hazy and sometimes i m lazy but someday it will be alright getting by rise up keep pressing on