Good Morning, Waster

Good morning, waster

Time to drag those bones out of bed

Rub your red eyes out and make some coffee, ooh

Brush those knots right out of your head

Oh, I know it's hard

But it will only get harder from here

So before you're dead

Get yourself out of bed

The pit of your stomach

Unsettled and nervously torn

But under the covers, ooh

The world seems so deceivingly warm

Oh, I know it's hard

But it will only get harder from here

So before you're dead

Before you're dead

Before you're dead

Get yourself out of bed

Get yourself out of bed