Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

Everytime I see your face
It makes me sigh, it makes me trace
Lace shadows of blood on the wall
Not to the landlord's taste, I know

But everytime I see your face
It makes me cry, it makes me
Unintelligible

Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

Up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning

And if I, if I could go
Back in time
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
I'd go to the show where I did not show
And I would not show
Unintelligible
Well what was I supposed to
What was I supposed to
What was I supposed to

Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning