Up with the larks out in the park
Walking the dog while it’s still fairly dark
Don’t kid yourself that this is any fun
I’m grumpy as hell and will be glad to when it’s done
I used to drink and felt in the pink
Although it made my mornings stink
I still feel bad every morning dreading each new daily dawning
Sitting here drinking coffee yawning
Tomorrow instead I’m stopping in bed
Cos mornings are rubbish they mess with my head
