(Gordon/Murawski)

I don’t know why four a.m. feels so low
Like the heavy rock of change is weighing me down
Just when it feels I’ll be cast from house and ho-oo-ome
Ten a.m. coffee pumps and jumps me all around
Up and down and up and down and up and down and all around
Up and down and up and down and up and down and now rewound
I can’t be safe when the rye and bitters flow
Save safe for later when I’m doubled on the ground
Keep your diets n your workouts, and your wholesome healthy glow
I’ll take my treats, bite the hand that feeds, and you can buy the next round