The daily grind is slowly killing me

have I wasted my life for a 401(k)

you’re content drawing maps into the future

but as you plan another year just slipped away

I know this isn’t what you had in mind

it’s nobody’s fault these things happen all the time

now you complain that your life’s got no direction

if you never looked what did you expect to find

Oh, what’s it gonna be?

We keep on doing were doing

make sure that we have nothing to fear

keep on living never wondering where we’re going

keep on moving never wondering why we’re here

Comfort becomes the highest aspiration

stock accounts shiny diamond things

work so hard to keep up with the joneses

but possessions and life are two entirely different things

Oh, what’s it gonna be? My friend my one and only friend

Do you recall that star filled sky

lying there together at the beach

sharing stories of all we were going to try

the possibilities nothing seemed out of reach

lying there I made a promise to myself

to live true and cherish every day

this was a promise I intended to keep

I cannot let my life my time to slip away

Oh, what’s it gonna be?

My Friend, my one and only friend

Oh, what’s it gonna be?

Oh, what’s it gonna be?

Let’s run away, let’s see what this day might bring

What’s it gonna be?