I wake up and my bed is nice and warm
And I'm holding my favorite pillow in my arms
They say it's nice that you
But sadly there's this voice in my head
That says, get yourself a real job
You've got a hole in your stomach
And every now and then you also want
brush your teeth, put on lotion, lose weight
head out, line up, drop dead
Do you hear the voice that says
I'd rather lie here
My gift to the world
When I get up I've got a temper
I take it out on every person I know
Man, I'm doing all of you
The world's got too many dangers
Recently somebody drove without yielding
of somebody suddenly dropping dead while lying down
brush your teeth, put on lotion, lose weight
head out, line up, drop dead
Do you hear the voice that says
I'd rather lie here
My gift to the world
I'd rather lie here
My gift to the world
And if the world goes to the dogs today
and there's not a stone left on another
It can't be my fault
cause I stayed lying down
I'd rather lie here
My gift to the world
I'd rather lie here