Days begun and people rush Off to work by 410 bus Open eyes and open minds Conditioned to the daily grind Up the junction Up the junction Days begun and people rush Off to work by 410 bus Through the factory gates they swarm Overalls like uniforms See their faces, young and old Filling every crack and hole Some are floating in a dream But all go through the same routine Drifting in a human stream Up the junction Up the junction Open eyes and open minds Conditioned to the daily grind Stop to lock their dreams away There's nothing new about today Only what the papers say Up the junction Up the junction Lots of people down the street meet friends and say Hello, it's not as hot as yesterday The better weather's on the way Up the junction