Sitting in a car or lying on a roof
Standing by the fire, or pissing on the roots
Walking on the dam, proudly, at noon
Looking at the road signs or singing an old tune
People spend their time staring at the sky
You never know why
You never know, you never know, you never know
Every passing hour of every passing day
From the bottom to the top, from the thief to the cop
Whatever comes a day, no matter what you say
This is just that simple, there's nothing you can change
People spend their time staring at the sky
You never know why