Happy In Bed

The early morning call the smell of toast is in the air like an Eskimo in his igloo I said Please just leave me there

Perfectly aligned in being undisturbed the world has woken up but I'll pretend that I've Not heard

So I shuffle like a newborn who's taking her first steps like a nervous tightrope walker Without the safety net just like my nine month old daughter

My style's all contract killer pale unshaven grim

My suspicious looking eyes daren't let the daylight in

I am so happy most of all in my bed

Happy so happy most of all I got a whole universe in my head

Happy so happy most of all in my bed let snoring commence and take over

If sleep is soup and soup is sleep then bring me crusty bread

When you're so good at doing nothing and nothing comes close