Rush Hour Blues Lyrics
| Song | Rush Hour Blues |
| Artist | The Kinks |
| Album | The Kinks Present a Soap Opera [Velvel Bonus Tracks] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davies | |
| He gets up early about seven o'clock, | |
| The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock. | |
| In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three, | |
| By seven-ten he's downstairs drinking his tea. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes, | |
| Put on your pin-striped suit. | |
| Can't lose those early-morning-can't-stop-yawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling are you ready? | |
| You'll be late for the bus! | |
| Star: | |
| Don't rush me baby | |
| While I'm using my brush. | |
| Wife: | |
| Get a move on darling | |
| You're cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I've got plenty of time. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes | |
| Put on your pin-striped suit. | |
| Can't lose those early-morning-can't-stop-yawning | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Soon I'll be just one of the commuters | |
| Waiting for the subway train. | |
| I'll be rushing up the stairs | |
| And in the elevator. | |
| By the time that I get there | |
| I'm gonna feel like a mole in the ground | |
| I'll be caught in the crush | |
| I'll be pushed and be shoved, | |
| And I'll be trying to get the subway train. | |
| I'll be fighting with my brief case | |
| And my umbrella, | |
| Every morning and every night. | |
| Some people do it every day of their lives. | |
| Wife: | |
| Read the paper later | |
| You'll be caught in the queues. | |
| Star: | |
| Don't rush me baby | |
| While I'm reading the news. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling get a move on | |
| You're cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I've got plenty of time. | |
| A quick cup of coffee and a slice of | |
| toast and the Star (or should we say, | |
| Norman?) is off to do battle with the | |
| rush hour queues and traffic jams. | |
| In the rush hour queues | |
| No one gives a damn. | |
| No one knows where I'm going to | |
| No one knows who I am. | |
| I'm sitting in my office | |
| In the metropolis | |
| I'm just part of the scenery, | |
| I'm just part of the machinery. | |
| Chained to my desk on the 22nd floor, | |
| I can't break out through the automatic door, | |
| I'd jump out the window but I can't face the drop | |
| I'm sitting in a cage with an eye on the clock. | |
| I'm ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I've got to lose those early-morning-can't-stop-yawning, | |
| Push and shoving, rush hour blues. | |
| Well I'm ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I've got to lose those early-morning can't-stop-yawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. |
| zuo qu : Davies | |
| He gets up early about seven o' clock, | |
| The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock. | |
| In and out of the bathroom by sevenothree, | |
| By seventen he' s downstairs drinking his tea. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes, | |
| Put on your pinstriped suit. | |
| Can' t lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling are you ready? | |
| You' ll be late for the bus! | |
| Star: | |
| Don' t rush me baby | |
| While I' m using my brush. | |
| Wife: | |
| Get a move on darling | |
| You' re cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I' ve got plenty of time. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes | |
| Put on your pinstriped suit. | |
| Can' t lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Soon I' ll be just one of the commuters | |
| Waiting for the subway train. | |
| I' ll be rushing up the stairs | |
| And in the elevator. | |
| By the time that I get there | |
| I' m gonna feel like a mole in the ground | |
| I' ll be caught in the crush | |
| I' ll be pushed and be shoved, | |
| And I' ll be trying to get the subway train. | |
| I' ll be fighting with my brief case | |
| And my umbrella, | |
| Every morning and every night. | |
| Some people do it every day of their lives. | |
| Wife: | |
| Read the paper later | |
| You' ll be caught in the queues. | |
| Star: | |
| Don' t rush me baby | |
| While I' m reading the news. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling get a move on | |
| You' re cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I' ve got plenty of time. | |
| A quick cup of coffee and a slice of | |
| toast and the Star or should we say, | |
| Norman? is off to do battle with the | |
| rush hour queues and traffic jams. | |
| In the rush hour queues | |
| No one gives a damn. | |
| No one knows where I' m going to | |
| No one knows who I am. | |
| I' m sitting in my office | |
| In the metropolis | |
| I' m just part of the scenery, | |
| I' m just part of the machinery. | |
| Chained to my desk on the 22nd floor, | |
| I can' t break out through the automatic door, | |
| I' d jump out the window but I can' t face the drop | |
| I' m sitting in a cage with an eye on the clock. | |
| I' m ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I' ve got to lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving, rush hour blues. | |
| Well I' m ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I' ve got to lose those earlymorning can' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. |
| zuò qǔ : Davies | |
| He gets up early about seven o' clock, | |
| The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock. | |
| In and out of the bathroom by sevenothree, | |
| By seventen he' s downstairs drinking his tea. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes, | |
| Put on your pinstriped suit. | |
| Can' t lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling are you ready? | |
| You' ll be late for the bus! | |
| Star: | |
| Don' t rush me baby | |
| While I' m using my brush. | |
| Wife: | |
| Get a move on darling | |
| You' re cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I' ve got plenty of time. | |
| So put a shine on your shoes | |
| Put on your pinstriped suit. | |
| Can' t lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. | |
| Soon I' ll be just one of the commuters | |
| Waiting for the subway train. | |
| I' ll be rushing up the stairs | |
| And in the elevator. | |
| By the time that I get there | |
| I' m gonna feel like a mole in the ground | |
| I' ll be caught in the crush | |
| I' ll be pushed and be shoved, | |
| And I' ll be trying to get the subway train. | |
| I' ll be fighting with my brief case | |
| And my umbrella, | |
| Every morning and every night. | |
| Some people do it every day of their lives. | |
| Wife: | |
| Read the paper later | |
| You' ll be caught in the queues. | |
| Star: | |
| Don' t rush me baby | |
| While I' m reading the news. | |
| Wife: | |
| Darling get a move on | |
| You' re cutting it fine. | |
| Star: | |
| Cool it baby | |
| I' ve got plenty of time. | |
| A quick cup of coffee and a slice of | |
| toast and the Star or should we say, | |
| Norman? is off to do battle with the | |
| rush hour queues and traffic jams. | |
| In the rush hour queues | |
| No one gives a damn. | |
| No one knows where I' m going to | |
| No one knows who I am. | |
| I' m sitting in my office | |
| In the metropolis | |
| I' m just part of the scenery, | |
| I' m just part of the machinery. | |
| Chained to my desk on the 22nd floor, | |
| I can' t break out through the automatic door, | |
| I' d jump out the window but I can' t face the drop | |
| I' m sitting in a cage with an eye on the clock. | |
| I' m ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I' ve got to lose those earlymorningcan' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving, rush hour blues. | |
| Well I' m ready to start paying my dues, | |
| I' ve got to lose those earlymorning can' tstopyawning, | |
| Push and shoving rush hour blues. |
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