Well I get up in the morning to the nitty and the gritty
Feeling kinda sh**ty, oh well isn't that a pity
I jump into the bathroom and I do what must be done
Feeling good right after and I'm moving right along
The circus has its clowns
The jungle has its monkeys
The taxi's always late
But all to blame is fate
Fate
Aw fate
All to blame is fate
Well you get to work at nine and you know you're far behind
Feelin' kinda tired, but you gotta do your time
You know it's coming soon, that good old coffee break at noon
You put a quarter in the slot, ham and cheese is what you got
The food is kinda cruddy
The coffee tastes so muddy
So much for your break
But all to blame is fate
Fate
Aw fate
All to blame is fate...
Well it's been a hard day and I'm ready for the sack
My head is kinda hurtin' from doing this and that
If your body is your temple, then take care for heaven's sake
Cause all you can blame is that thing that we call fate
Fate
Oh fate
Fate...