It's dark in there and you're quite unaware
That the cracks on the ceiling are mocking you
Your airless bag, your dust in a shaft of light

And you think you might
Yeah you might stay there all day
Heh heh


Get up, get on your feet
Get up, don't go back to sleep

Get up, life is bitter sweet
And it's all going on without you


You're safe in there, no sharks anywhere
Not a soul to get you doing what you don't want
Go on pretend it's Sunday again, it's Sunday again


It's so warm in there, feels like camembert
All the things you'd do if only you had the energy

You bargain for just ten minutes more of this
When a prince's kiss
Turns you into a swan

Dream on

Get up, get on your feet

Get up, don't go back to sleep
Get up, life is bitter sweet
And it's all going on without you