Good morning, waster Time to drag those bones out of bed Rub your red eyes out and make some coffee, ooh Brush those knots right out of your head Oh, I know it's hard But it will only get harder from here So before you're dead Get yourself out of bed The pit of your stomach Unsettled and nervously torn But under the covers, ooh The world seems so deceivingly warm Oh, I know it's hard But it will only get harder from here So before you're dead Before you're dead Before you're dead Get yourself out of bed Get yourself out of bed