Paroles
The milk on my cornflakes
Is the same as any other day
It's just me that's been dragged backwards through a hedge
And the girl doing the weather
Somehow keeps it all together
But I feel like jumping off a window ledge
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up
Built to get up
I've got backache, I've got neckache
I've got toothache and I need a break
But I've somehow got to get out of the door
And the DJ on the station is just so damn irritating
Put a tea cosy on my head, I can't take anymore
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up
Built to get up
I wish I could turn the clocks back
And spend a couple more hours in the sack
Anything at this time of day
Is like climbing Everest the difficult way
The milk on my cornflakes
Is the same as any other day
It's just me that's been dragged backwards through a hedge
And the girl doing the weather
Somehow keeps it all together
But I feel like jumping off a window ledge
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I wasn't built to get up at this time
I'm not the sort of guy that rises and shines
I wasn't built to get up
Built to get up (repeat to fade)
