That’s what I call good morning 
When it isn’t boring
When something gorgeous is got to happen and you’re the one who will surely take it 

What’s lurking round the corner? 
Strings up your mind all over
Have you ever felt like you’ve been led by the nose all the way by someone?

Oh what a way standing in the [bad word] to start a brand new day
Oh you’ve got to pray that it is the last surprise that kicked you off the rails
No, it got you again! The passing car flung mud upon your favorite pants 
Oh, it’s over my head, from that moment I’ll be called the loser of the year.

It seems life likes to own ya
It put the evil eye on ya
No matter how you try to escape it there’s no way out and you can’t fake it
No it’s just paranoia
new day’s waiting for ya
But you can’t get out of your head the thought that you [bad word] in circles again like a pawn in checkmate

Oh what a way standing in the [bad word] to start a brand new day
Oh you’ve got to pray that it is the last surprise that kicked you off the rails
No, it got you again! The passing car flung mud upon your favorite pants 
Oh, it’s over my head, from that moment I’ll be called the loser of the year.