Early in the morning
He sways a little as he walks outside
Off to get his second warning to behave
Social security’s a bitch
It sure has been a switch
From the spotlights back to this
Early in the morning
Walking downtown
It’s undeniably early in the morning
And he’s down and out
Down and out

Early in the morning
His mind wanders through his future past
Wondering how long this feeling could last
Where did the nights go 
His glass of champagne
The fine cocaine
There isn’t even money to copyright his new songs
He’s down and out
Down and out
Early in the morning 
And he’s down and out

At night he listens to Elvis Costello
He doesn’t understand a single word he sings
But it seemed such an intellectual thing to do 
So he tells his friends to buy his albums too

Early in the morning
His mind wanders through his future past
Wondering how long this feeling could last 
Social security’s a bitch
It sure has been a switch
From the spotlights back to this
Early in the morning
Walking downtown
It’s undeniably early in the morning
And he’s down and out
Down and out


© & (p)  Angad-Gaur Muziekprodukties
lyrics by E. Radjinder
music by M. de Moor & E. Radjinder