Days begun and people rush Off to work by 410 bus Open eyes and open minds Conditioned to the daily grind
Up the junction Up the junction
Days begun and people rush Off to work by 410 bus Through the factory gates they swarm
Overalls like uniforms See their faces, young and old Filling every crack and hole Some are floating in a dream But all go through the same routine Drifting in a human stream
Up the junction Up the junction
Open eyes and open minds Conditioned to the daily grind Stop to lock their dreams away There's nothing new about today Only what the papers say
Up the junction Up the junction
Lots of people down the street meet friends and say, "Hello, it's not as hot as yesterday, The better weather's on the way"