It's always today, it's never tomorrow So pack up your things and prepare For the sorrow, cause it's one Of those days when the sun's In your eyes, closing up the Shutters but the shutters won't be Pried to be opened, to be Opened up inside, thinking about Operations of the military kind, Just a day, that you've gotta get Up for, you can't waste it all' Laying around on the floor, You've gotta get up, Get yourself out of bed, Jumping up and down On your two favourite legs While you can, They won't always be there, Walking around with no legs People start to stare, but should they, Laugh at things that they question, Those motherfuckers need a Little motivation. Just for fun, Stick your fingers in your ears, Listen to all the sounds, That you're not supposed to hear, To yourself, listen to yourself for a change, Censor all the language, That you really should refrain, from using In front of little kids, Cause they might start to use it When they grow up to be big, Like an adult, What's an adult these days? Someone who complains about How little they are getting paid, From the government, YEAH, The government runs it all Changing all the rules, For only creatures great and tall, But no matter, what your occupation Those motherfuckers need a Little motivation. You've gotta get up, Get yourself out of bed, Jumping up and down On your two favourite legs, While you can, They wont always be there, Walking around with no legs people start to stare At where your legs used to be, Making up the lyrics So they rhyme categorically, I could have paid more attention But fuck it!