Stumble In

Stains upon my shirt
My fingernails are black with dirt
And everyday at half past ten
I stumble in,
I stumble in

I feel fine
I feel well
I feel fine
I feel well

The clouds have come around
The angles have sent
The rain on down
And like nothing I have ever seen
It washed us clean
It washed us clean

I feel fine
I feel well
I feel fine
I feel well