Miles Monroe - On a Worthless Day in Athens Lyrics

When everything is grey
And your eyes are so tired
Mud puddles evade you
And rain starts beating on your back
No place is a good place
To hide from the gloom
Even my room
Is stale cheese and sour milk
Those kinda days
When no one is alive
Not even breathing or speaking
A stupid bloody fixture
On a worthless day in Athens
It's gotta get better
Than this, I mean
There's gotta be somethin' out there
To cancel out this fog
To eliminate the blah
To make myself happy again
And I know what I must do
I'm gonna call on you
Those kinda days
When no one is alive
Not even breathing or speaking
A stupid bloody fixture
On a worthless day in Athens