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