I wake up in the morning
I've got a throbbing head
But then I'm very pleased to see
That still I am not dead
I haven't felt like sleep all night
But now I'm really tired
I like to stay in here a while
But my presence is required
I have all these appointments
With folk who say they care
I'd really like to miss them all
But know I wouldn't dare
My eyes will hardly open
My legs just feel like lead
Probably the worst of all
My back's stuck on the bed