every morning the sun'll rise i open up my eyes, but i can't get up i know that rising would be good for me or it would sure be but i can't get up
i know, i know, i ought'a go outside up up up up out into the sun but though i know i'm not gonna go cuz last night i just had too much fun
so i'm rolling over and i go back to sleep in the morning time i never need to count the sheep because i sleep so deep i'm like a sleepy heap i never even hear the alarm going beep beep beep
get outa bed outa bed outa bed now
just try and deny it, not only the one i seen it. i mean it. get out in the sun
i'll be falling never calling, even when it's good i'll be sullen never telling, even if i should
i'll be waisting all my time, busting out another rhyme when it's only in my mind, cutting in another line
i'll be in this way to far, crashing in another car now it's up a rainy star, i'll be sleeping at the bar
just try and deny it not only the one i seen it i mean it get out in the sun
well i'm sick of not getting out of bed till noon and it's winter so now it'll be dark real soon and the big baboon sings a tune about the moon while he's eating a maroon balloon with a spoon
think of all the time i'm wasting i could've saved the world by now but i'm sitting on my couch just tasting beer. yum. 1 2 3 i've been thinking about just setting an alarm, getting up and getting out find a better thing to do than sleep till two if you know what i'm talking about got a bed with a pillow and it is so chill but i really wanna to a bit more with the day but the fellow with the cello who's getting mellow forgot what was gonna say
and all the things that he thought that he really wanted said and everything he wrote down but all i gotta do is lift my head and not lay it back