wake up and shake myself out of bed again shakin the day down in my head and then it s up and out rise and shine on the double no time to slack attack and tackle the trouble shake myself out of bed again no time to stop and assess can t let it grind to a halt can t stop and look at the mess and then find out it s my fault i can t stop for a single minute i know hell well i m livin in it i gotta jump through the hoops my job well it s a nine to five nightmare i m servin whiskey stale wit and beer come on in how ve you been have i met ya what ll it be now what can i get ya my job well it s a nightmare and every day from nine to five i m there no time to stop and assess can t let it grind to a halt can t stop and look at the mess and then find out it s my fault i can t stop for a single minute i know hell well i m livin in it i gotta jump through the hoops well i d much rather lie down and play dead here comes another hoop holidays have got to be the worst i ve seen so many i ve got it well rehearsed joy to the world lock the hate let me hear it deck the halls trim the tree that s the spirit holidays are not for me chop down the tree they ve got to be the worst  i m old and set in my ways no stoppin now it s a shame but in my much younger days i d stop and i d take the blame i m alright if i don t know and can t see i ll live in hell til the day that they plant me i gotta jump through the hoops well i d much rather i d much rather i d much rather lie down and play dead 