Get out of bed, pick up the phone
Time to tell the press
Say to myself, I can't do no-one else
There's a whole world outside

I'm gonna tell it all
I'm gonna sell it all
I'm gonna sell
Get out of [bad word] out and sing
Blue skies ahead
The man who told everything

And I feel, like I'm losing my head
I didn't mean to stay
Lives have been wrecked, and I've picked up my cheque
Catch a plane out of here

I'm gonna get out of here
I'm gonna get out of here
I'm gonna sell
Get out of [bad word] out and sing
Blue skies ahead
The man who told everything