Mr Postman
Mr. Postman, Mr Postman... do you feel dated
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr postman... do you feel left behind
The kid on the bike, the dog in the yard only ones recognizing you're fine
So I invite you to ring the door, tell me about your day
Because even tho the weather been hell, you helped my package arrive today
I let you in, inside my home, brush off your coat
I know you're busy - you've got routes to walk, even in the snow
You stayed so long, we exchanging jokes, your truck almost got towed (Haha)
But God bless pensions - you'll be far from broke
You don't have the swag of the milkman
You aren't as badass as landscapers
Yet you're stepping over junk in the yard and the errant thrown newspapers
Nobody handwrites letters no more...
So your job, delivering good news isn't even exciting no more
Well fashion works in cycles, I can sense it - your time is near
You're not dying out - I won't let ya
I'll send something through you something special
Do you get letters? Do you get phone calls?
Do people on the route give you Christmas cards?
It's crazy to think we live in the same world, but we exist apart
In yours, nothing between you and the sky - you're seeing stars
The American dream - you're played by the movie stars
Minus the phony people - minus the girls and cars
But you're the one I'd pick to sit next to - when I walk in that bar
Whether it's a new place - or the same old spot - I've seen you at thus far
Mr. Postman Mr Postman do you feel dated
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr Postman do you feel left behind?
The kid on the bike, and the dog in the yard only ones recognizing you're fine
Different times call for different minds but you're the cornerstone
In your world there is no prize - Connecting the world to these happy homes
You're not catching bad guys, or putting out fires
But you're the definition of consistency - and that's what I desire
And that's what I desire
Consistency
That's what I desire
Consistency
That's what I desire
Mr. Postman Mr Postman do you feel dated
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr postman do you feel left behind?
The kid on the mic, and the dog in his yard will get the world to see you're fine
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr postman... do you feel left behind
The kid on the bike, the dog in the yard only ones recognizing you're fine
So I invite you to ring the door, tell me about your day
Because even tho the weather been hell, you helped my package arrive today
I let you in, inside my home, brush off your coat
I know you're busy - you've got routes to walk, even in the snow
You stayed so long, we exchanging jokes, your truck almost got towed (Haha)
But God bless pensions - you'll be far from broke
You don't have the swag of the milkman
You aren't as badass as landscapers
Yet you're stepping over junk in the yard and the errant thrown newspapers
Nobody handwrites letters no more...
So your job, delivering good news isn't even exciting no more
Well fashion works in cycles, I can sense it - your time is near
You're not dying out - I won't let ya
I'll send something through you something special
Do you get letters? Do you get phone calls?
Do people on the route give you Christmas cards?
It's crazy to think we live in the same world, but we exist apart
In yours, nothing between you and the sky - you're seeing stars
The American dream - you're played by the movie stars
Minus the phony people - minus the girls and cars
But you're the one I'd pick to sit next to - when I walk in that bar
Whether it's a new place - or the same old spot - I've seen you at thus far
Mr. Postman Mr Postman do you feel dated
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr Postman do you feel left behind?
The kid on the bike, and the dog in the yard only ones recognizing you're fine
Different times call for different minds but you're the cornerstone
In your world there is no prize - Connecting the world to these happy homes
You're not catching bad guys, or putting out fires
But you're the definition of consistency - and that's what I desire
And that's what I desire
Consistency
That's what I desire
Consistency
That's what I desire
Mr. Postman Mr Postman do you feel dated
Ordering online makes your whole world jaded
Mr postman Mr postman do you feel left behind?
The kid on the mic, and the dog in his yard will get the world to see you're fine
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Writer(s): Erik Evans
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