Good morning day, how do you do

I wonder - what will you do for me?

I should be on my way, I should be earning pay,

I should be all the things that I'm not -

And I've tried on my own, now there's nothing to keep me at home,

Like my Brother has too - gotta leave to get out of this view,

You see they, tell you to move around -

If you can't find work in your own town.



As I rise from my bed I can hear the old man

Blaming Heaven