Get out of bed, pick up the phone   Time to tell the press   Say to myself, I can't do no-one else   There's a whole world outside      I'm gonna tell it all   I'm gonna sell it all   I'm gonna sell   Get out of bed   Come out and sing   Blue skies ahead   The man who told everything      And I feel, like I'm losing my head   I didn't mean to stay   Lives have been wrecked, and I've picked up my cheque   Catch a plane out of here      I'm gonna get out of here   I'm gonna get out of here   I'm gonna sell   Get out of bed   Come out and sing   Blue skies ahead   The man who told everything