Good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning, good morning! Get up!
Nothing to do to save his life, call his wife in.
Nothing to say but, "What a day! How's your boy been?"
Nothing to do, it's up to you.
I've got nothing to say, but it's O.K.
Going to work don't want to go feeling low down.
Heading for home you start to roam then you're in town.
Everybody knows there's nothing doing.
Everything is closed, it's like a ruin.
Everyone you see is half asleep,
And you're on your own you're in the street.
After a while you start to smile, now you feel cool.
Then you decide to take a walk by the old school.
Nothing has changed, it's still the same.
People running 'round, it's five o'clock.
Ev'rywhere in town it's getting dark,
Everyone you see is full of life.
It's time for tea and meet the wife.
Somebody needs to know the time, glad,'cause that I'm here.
Watching the skirts you start to flirt, now you're in gear.
Go to a show you hope she goes,
I've got nothing to say but it's okay.
Good morning, good morning, good...
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World Peace & Long Live Rock'n'Roll !!!
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