Ever wonder why
You got up out of bed
Feel you're going to die
Oh my aching head
But I crawl out
Leaving cocoon behind
Fumbling all about
With a numbed mind
Get dressed to go
Arrange every feature
Feeling pretty low
Oozing like a creature
Off to work again
Or wherever it may be
Acting quite insane
For everyone to see
Everyone knows how
To drag along through
Just look at me
Then I view you
Time to go from there
Glazed eyes staring
Falling down the stairs
Soul now dispairing
Back to house
Tripped over the dog
Stepped on a mouse
Wading in the fog
Crashing into slumber
No labour it required
Yes, again sawing lumber
That's all I really desired
Zzz...
When you hit the rack
And the frame falls kerplunk!
You'll know all in all
That day really stunk.