I used to walk the gutter show up in time for work
I didn't mind the weather or puddles by the kerb
But my job was gettin' harder and the punches suffocated the perks
Now I'm on the lookout I read my horoscope
Easy come and easy go for heartlessness and hope
Make a list of what you wanted and sit down behind your old periscope
Now I've padlocked the icebox and I'm pacing the floor
And I won't dread the mornin' no more
I started out on merlot and finished off the rum
That was forgotten in the cupboard from when your friends had come
It was early in the morning when my eyes closed I was finally done
I was waking up declassified beneath the human race
Angry acetaldehyde was beaten on my face
And then people started exiting and calculating all of the waste
Now I wake up full of acid feeling bloodshot and sore
And I won't dread the mornin' no more
Say mister can you help me I've fallen through the cracks
All my redeeming features well they're never coming back
Could you spare a silver dollar, a four-leaf clover or a heart-attack
You didn't get my message I was talking to the wall
I heard a deathly rattle and I had to heed the call
I thought that all this matter, it seems it doesn't matter at all
Now I've padlocked the icebox and I'm pacing the floor
And I won't dread the mornin' no more
Now I wake up full of acid feeling bloodshot and sore
And I won't dread the mornin' no more
Now I'm eating cold turkey on God's golden shore
And I won't dread the mornin' no more