I get up in the morning 

Go to bed at night 



I turned it off, I shut it down 

I closed shop I'm outta town 

I'm by the wayside I'm up the drink 

Not in the bl black but ut I'm in the pink 

Oh what hat was that? Did you say something? 

  must admit I really wasn't listening 

Oh what a jerk I feel so silly 

I must apologize I was busy getting 



Up in the morning, go to bed of night 



Well, I got my troubles, I got my problems- 

And someday maybe I'll even solve 'em but 

I don't worry, I'm in the groove 

My brain thinks and my bowels move 



In the morning, go to bed of night 



First I get up 

Then I get down 



Well I don't drive, I take the bus I must 

Say I feel like a part of the rest of us 

Bot I don't trust no one no more 

Oh I'm not bitter, I'm not sore 

I know you're worried, you're all distressd 

You feel the tension then get depressed 

But I don't squibble and I don't cry 

'Cause, I don't care and I抣l tell you why 



I get up in the morning, go to bed at night