Look how the night chases the sun
To let me know the day's begun
I pull the sheet up to my face
I can't deal with the human race
I'll sit and dream the rest away
Don't wake me till the end of May
Oh no, poor me, what can it be
Doc smiles and says these aren't for free
Now when you're down they'll be your friend
Cos you're falling through the cracks again
It's time you try to have some fun
Some things are easier said than done
Oh no poor me go fund me please
Help put my worried mind at ease
My vegan steak is bleeding beets
One fish, two heads, three cows, four feet
Doc shakes the bottle he smiles and says
You're falling through the cracks again