Chicago - Doin' Business Lyrics

Tired of riding freeways

Tired, so tired of fighting the crowd

Repetition, ecstatic trips flow

I'm tired of my best friends

Tired of feeling used

Talkin' small talk, movin' slow

Tired of feeling guilty

I'm tired, I'm tired of standing still

I had big dreams, where'd they go?

Tell me, where did my dreams go?

Doin' business, dressed in gray

Try to make it, payday to payday

Doin' business, here to stay

I'm tired of the program

Tired, tired of playing the game

Television, radio

Tell me, where did the dreams go?

Doin' business, in control

Life on a schedule, heart and soul

Doin' business, it's to go