Wake up alarm it yells shame on you
Gotta get up there's more shit to do
And every single days the same
The mornings sucks
Ahhh what the f*ck
Gotta to get out of bed clear your head
I got some more bills to pay
Every day every day every day
Ok, I get it I got to get with it I'm going ballistic
Take your stash
And take your cash
Just don't be taking your time
Just don't be taking your time
Cause the stash and the cash you know
Well you know it ain't gonna last
Oh honey you know It ain't gonna last
Comb your hair
Be on time
Work late
Make dime
Spend a dime
Feel better
We'll do it again be a trend setter
Oh I wish we were kids
With all play and no care
Just growing old seems unfair
You know I gotta say
I'm living to work and working to live
Paying the bills with interest and tax
I've tried, and I tried in vein
No shake'n the game
We play it to the grave
And every single day feels just like
The day before
Wake up alarm it yells shame on you
Got to get up there's more shit to do
Wait a minute I've done this before
Combed my hair
There on time
Worked late
Got half a dime
Spent half
Saved up none
Oh what Joy
Oh what Fun
It is to ride from check to check
Feels like we hangin' by the neck
Well not quite
It's Alright
No faults for playing adults
We'll just do it again
And again and agian and again
Today feels like the same day