Morning Tempo

I gotta tell this little story bout me Heard this groove as I'm drowning my tea I heard a voice creeping up behind me It said something as an enemy The tempo's slow in the morning I'd rather trip on a bass instead of yawning The tempo's slow in the morning Look at the clock see two pm my mum is calling I gotta pick up the phone or call later Juice, crosswords, up the radiator Check up on lazy food centre Another call this man thinks I'm his mentor! I can't see fuck all 'cause I'm 50 And when it come's to trash I don't feel to thrifty I gotta wash, clean, cook, have a cup a tea 'Cause my girl's here at three fifty The tempo burns in the morning Check out the time I feel the hot water pouring The tempo burns every morning Look at the clock see two fifteen my lungs are mourning The tempo's strange in the morning I gotta do this every do be damn day! The tempo sucks in the morning I guess I gotta get a morning every damn day The tempo rows every morning My girl friend sleeps in the morning...