Going Somewhere Lyrics - Going Somewhere - Colin Hay

Clock strikes eight up on a Monday 

Got to bed half past five 

Can't remember Saturday or Sunday 

Life is grand 

Doesn't it feel good to be alive 

When you're going somewhere 

Going somewhere 

Paint the food through bricks and mortar 

Bide my time trying to have some fun 

Half past ten I drink a little water 

Time stands still 

I'm seeing my future slip through my hands 

Watch the wind whip through desert sand 

Then I remember I'm no ordinary man 

And I'm going somewhere 

Going somewhere 

It's been years since I was a builder 

Working with my head and hands 

Dreams of crystal, glass and silver 

Gold flashing past 

So tantalizing, the things that I've seen 

I know you know exactly what I mean 

Can't ever look back to where you've been 

When you're going somewhere 

Going somewhere 

Clock strikes eight up on a Monday 

Got to bed half past five 

Can't remember Saturday or Sunday 

But life is grand 

Doesn't it feel good to be alive 

To laugh until the tears roll from your eyes 

I'll drink to your health from five miles high 

And I'm going somewhere 

Going somewhere 

Going somewhere 

Going somewhere