Men At Work

Give me no restrictions on what I do or say
Don't speak of tomorrow when it's still today
Leave me to my selfish ways, I'm well enough alone
That is what I tell myself as I stumble home
Derelict across the street in the garbage bin
Looks like he's found something neat judging by his grin
Such a long long way to go, hope I get there soon
Wish I could jump a great height and land in my front room
Whoa-oh-oh-Whoa-oh-oh
Wake up in the morning make sure I'm still alive
Percolate the coffee opens up my eyes