Letras: Kevin Fowler. Slow Down.

early every morning up and out bed a thousand things runnin through my head thinkin bout all the stuff i gotta get done 8 to 5 then back home take out the trash mow the lawn i work and work sill ive seen no fun


well ive gotta slow down for a minute cause this life that ive been livin is killin me but i cant seem to turn it all around ive gotta stop and smell the roses before the final curtain closes all work and no play is gonna put me six feet under ground well ive gotta slow down


to the bank cash that check pick up the car that my wife wrecked workin over time just trying to make his meat drop off the dog pick up the kids my blood pressures gone and all im gonna get is crazy crazy life i lead


well ive gotta slow down for a minute cause this life that ive been livin is killin me but i cant seem to turn it all around ive gotta stop and smell the roses before the final curtain closes all work and no play is gonna put me six feet under ground well ive gotta slow down



yeah im caught up in this damn rat race this treadmill life wont slow its pace im like a dog chasing my tail wind it right back in the same old place


well ive gotta slow down for a minute cause this life that ive been livin is killin me but i cant seem to turn it all around ive gotta stop and smell the roses before the final curtain closes all work and no play is gonna put me six feet under ground ive gotta slow down


you know i gotta slow down

ive gotta slow down