"Running Just To Catch Myself" lyrics

I am driving
I am late for work
Spilling coffee down my whitest shirt
While I'm flossing and I'm changing lanes
Oh. Yeah

Now, I'm driving
Through the parking lot
Doing eighty. Hey, what the heck? Why not?
Watch it, lady, 'cause you're in my spot
Once again

It's early to work
And here's a surprise
I got a McMuffin for just 99
Cents today
I think they ran a special

I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me? Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Maybe someday I could fly away
Go to Key Largo or Montego Bay
Sport my Speedo, maybe grab a tan
A dream vacation
Wild elation

Now, I'm running
Straight into my boss
And he's angry. Oh, and he calls me "Ross"
Which is funny, 'cause that ain't my name
And that's lame

I'm still running
Running very late
For a meeting
Wait, that was yesterday
Guess I'm early for the one next week
Oh, how sweet

I get on the ladder, I corporately climb
I wave at my life as it passes me by
Every day
My name's not Ross!

I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me? Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

Life in my cubicle's discreet
Life in my cubicle is neat
I've got some pictures of my friends
Some sharpened pencils...where's my pen

Ten o'clock I'm in a meeting
Paper cut. I think I'm bleeding
Check my hair. It's still receding
Hey, what a life

Break for lunch, there's nothing better
Run outside and don my sweater
Like Fred Rogers, let's be neighbors
I've lost my mind

I'm over-worked, and underpaid, and non-appreciated
It's just a perk of being middle class and educated

One... spinning circles in my chair
Two... win a game of solitaire
Three... And I ponder where my stapler's gone
'Til four o'clock and I stare at the door
And I stare at my watch, then I stare at the door
I stand by my desk like I'm going to war
There's just one thing that I'll be needing
Grab my paycheck as I'm leaving

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Five o'clock
It's time to go
There's crowds to fight and horns to blow
It's talking fast on my cell phone
Hey, watch out that's reckless driving!

Five o'clock
It's time to leave
Hit the couch and watch TV
Set the clock and go to sleep
It's 8 a.m. on Monday morning

Again, and again, and again, and again, and again

Driving around, no
Where to go
And so I hang with my lady
So I hang with my lady
Oh, and chill with my bros
Oh, and chill with my bros
It's okay, in my cabriolet

I can't stand still
Can I get a witness?
Can you hear me? Anybody, anybody
I think I am running just to catch myself

When I meet God, I will have a question
I just forgot the question
I think I am running just to catch myself

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh