Wake up at five o'clock
From there I just don't stop
Got good things going on
I mean nothing's going on

Get to my desk with care
Coffee and solitaire
Heaven is everywhere
Blissfully unaware.

I recall a younger day,
spitting fire into hay,
throwing everything away.
Now those days they seem to pale,
'cause I got me other whales
and a paycheck on a scale

All I got here is time
And on the weekends wine.
Got good things going on,
I mean nothing's going on.

Think I'm in love with this
Waiting for death's sweet kiss
Everything's meaningless
Pass me the donuts miss

Twenty pounds or so ago,
I had thought that I would know
What it means to live and grow
Now I forget what I say,
Every day is just a day,
And I guess that I'm ok.

Wake up at five o'clock...