Numbers floating in the dark, walls painted pre-dawn blue If I fall asleep right now maybe I can still get an hour On the backs of my eyelids, all the things I gotta do Even now a part of me is already standing behind the counter Sitting on the bathroom floor, where the lights are the brightest No windows here to witness the corpse of the sun (corpse of the sun) Half a cup of coffee in a chipped mug, just the way I like it I am either going in to work or today's the day I run I'm done I'm done You won't win I whisper to myself as I clock in "If you got time to lean, you got time to clean" Well if you'd seen the things that I have seen You wouldn't ask me for a God damn thing Ooh This early in the morning ♪ Out back by the dumpsters I listen to the world make its idle threats Sweet sickly scent of all the things better left forgotten Gonna ash us out, it says, like some old cigarettes Let the scavenger magpies decide what stays and what's already rotten Beneath the hot sun Today I'm gone I whisper as I put my nametag on "Won't you just sing a little song with the early birds?" If you'd heard the songs that I have heard You wouldn't say a thing, not a god damn word To me This early in the morning ♪ It talks to me as I roll back the trash, deep rumblings from below Though we both know tomorrow I will still have a store to tend Think about the end of days, bathed in the neon glow Still I listen quietly 'cause everybody needs a friend Just around the bend I can see the light I whisper as I lock up for the night "This world will end, and be born anew" Well, if you'd seen the mess that was left for me by the night crew The end of the world wouldn't worry you Ooh This early in the morning Tonight I'm gonna throw it all, throw it all away Down to the Hellmouth where the bad ideas sing Down in the Hellmouth where the shifting shadows play Where the words 'rewards program' don't mean a goddamn thing Rivers of blood and Pepsi rise but never overtake me When I emerge triumphant no one gathers round to praise me Have me do the work of ten yet you still underestimate me Now the stuff of your nightmares no longer has any power to faze me You can't shake me You can't break me I whisper as I walk where the wind takes me Ooh, Boss makes a dollar, I make a dime So I'll play blaseball on company time If I'm gonna be up before the sun, might as well see it shine You'll watch me rise Early in the morning, yeah