I get up in the morning

Go to bed at night



I turned it off, I shut it down

I closed shop I'm outta town

I'm by the wayside I'm up the drink

Not in the bl black but ut I'm in the pink

Oh what hat was that? Did you say something?

must admit I really wasn't listening

Oh what a jerk I feel so silly

I must apologize I was busy getting



Up in the morning, go to bed of night



Well, I got my troubles, I got my problems-

And someday maybe I'll even solve 'em but

I don't worry, I'm in the groove

My brain thinks and my bowels move



In the morning, go to bed of night



First I get up

Then I get down



Well I don't drive, I take the bus I must

Say I feel like a part of the rest of us

Bot I don't trust no one no more

Oh I'm not bitter, I'm not sore

I know you're worried, you're all distressd

You feel the tension then get depressed

But I don't squibble and I don't cry

'Cause, I don't care and I