Tom Flannery - I Hate Getting up in the Morning lyrics

Again sleep has said farewell The alarm clock can go straight to hell Bringing along what terrifies The others hanging out to dry To the warm covers that I'm safe behind I've got myself in quite a bind If you give me this I'll owe you one Let me stay what's done is done But the struggle is worthy is what they say But of course they're not around today Just truckers, who*es, and paper boys Spreading pride and spreading joy Grant us all your daily toil And just a dab of mid-eastern oil Tell me what's a grown man to do I think I might have the flu Oh I hate getting up in the morning 'cause my mind's in overdrive From lack of sleep and watching sheep Begging to stay alive Begging to stay alive I see the same men on my rounds They'll work for food or coffee grounds Beat up wheelchairs pant leg free From a southeastern asian spree But at least their name ain't on a wall Or at Walter Reed just down the hall Give thanks and praise now go away Got no time for you today I once had it all....the American dream Fenced in yard...a 42 inch screen 2 car garage and a hardwood floor Locks on the windows and bolts on the doors But the mill closed down without much fuss Remembered their investors they forgot about us Those relief checks only go so far Cruising in your mother's car Oh I hate getting up in the morning And putting on a shirt and tie Like a who*e in church I feel besmirched So lonesome I could cry So many distractions To wrap my arms around Drugs and booze and walking shoes To kick you when you're down To kick you when you're down But no statistic or wanted fool Talking smack from some bar stool Is gonna find a way to break my stride I'm gonna make it to the other side Where mexicans will tend my lawn And nanny my kids when I'm gone Gotta love the land of the brave Where poor men fight and Jesus saves Oh I hate getting up in the morning 'cause my mind's in overdrive From lack of sleep and watching sheep Begging to stay alive There's just so many distractions To wrap my arms around Drugs and booze and walking shoes To kick you when you're down To kick you when you're down