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...