The Morning Lyrics

Everybody knows it's sunday morning

Waking up at five fifteen and starting

Over or another way to put it

Up and at 'em

Dim the lights dim the candles

Shut the blinds close the curtains

Lock the doors under covers

Get back into bed

Everybody hears alarm bells ringing

Wake me up at eight sixteen I'm listening

To the voice of some unearthly person

Talking nonsense

Close my eyes someone's talking

In my ears can't ignore it

Hold my head no-one's listening

Get back into bed

Like a light I'm exhausted

Now I'm out voice is hoarse as

In the dark I will lay and get back into bed

Get back into bed

You are but a doledrum waltzing around

Doltish dumb and soul gone none to be found

Dreams not even dreaming wasting away

Eyes fixed on those women at the ballet

Maybe with a message one could arouse

Vigour in the muscles haggard by drowse