I get up in the morning    Go to bed at night       I turned it off, I shut it down    I closed shop I'm outta town    I'm by the wayside I'm up the drink    Not in the bl black but ut I'm in the pink    Oh what hat was that? Did you say something?    must admit I really wasn't listening    Oh what a jerk I feel so silly    I must apologize I was busy getting       Up in the morning, go to bed of night       Well, I got my troubles, I got my problems-    And someday maybe I'll even solve 'em but    I don't worry, I'm in the groove    My brain thinks and my bowels move       In the morning, go to bed of night       First I get up    Then I get down       Well I don't drive, I take the bus I must    Say I feel like a part of the rest of us    Bot I don't trust no one no more    Oh I'm not bitter, I'm not sore    I know you're worried, you're all distressd    You feel the tension then get depressed    But I don't squibble and I don't cry    'Cause, I don't care and I抣l tell you why       I get up in the morning, go to bed at night