When the stress is getting heavy
And I'm having a bad bad day
I'll just take my glasses off
And the pressure blows away
life is so different
through the daze
of my
myopic haze
the office bully
who fills me with dread
looks so less threatening
with a fuzzy head
that martian invader
advancing across the street
is old newspaper
blown at my feet
over there
is that a clown
no just a fashionable
man about town
there's a lot to be said
if you use it right
for a life seen
through fuzzy sight
I'm relaxed now
glasses back on
and for a while
all stress is gone
When the stress is getting heavy
And I'm having a bad bad day
I'll just take my glasses off
And the pressure blows away
