I got up  can't get down
 It's like when you get to
 the start of the day
 The start of the day go run run away
 We're still never coming down
 the hair of a dog in the face of a clown
 like when you get to the start of a day
 the start of a day go run run away

 The moral of the story lies
 Behind the holes that pass four eyes
 Between the cracks in shallow lives
 Let the candyman decide

 And when you're older just remember
 It's not so long since you was younger
 Roll around and you're always high
 Always look but you never find
 Everybody in the world is bent