Peter Frampton
Good Morning, Good Morning
Good morning, good morning, good morning
Good morning, good morning, good morning
Nothing to do to save his life
Call his wife in
Nothing to say but "What a day!"
"How's your boy been?"
Nothing to do
It's up to you
I've got nothing to say but "It's okay"
Good morning, good morning, good morning
Going to work
Don't want to go
Feeling low down
Heading for home
You start to roam
Then you're in town
Everybody knows
There's nothing doing
Everything is closed
It's like a ruin
Everyone you see
Is half asleep
And you're on your own
You're in the street
After a while, you start to smile
Now you feel cool
Then you decide to take a walk
By the old school
Nothing has changed
It's still the same
I've got nothing to say but "It's okay"
Good morning, good morning, good morning
People running 'round
It's five o'clock
Everywhere in town
It's getting dark
Everyone you see
Is full of life
It's time for tea
And Meet the Wife
Somebody needs to know the time
Glad that I'm here
Watching the skirts, you start to flirt
Now you're in gear
Go to a show
You hope she goes
I've got nothing to say but "It's okay"
Good morning, good morning, good
Good morning, good morning, good
Good morning, good morning, good
Good morning, good morning, good