Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Everytime I see your face
It makes me sigh, it makes me trace
Trace, lace shadows of blood on the wall
Not to the landlord's taste, I know
Everytime I see your face
It makes me cry, it makes me wait
Waited far too long
And you were over me
But it's ok, cause I know, where you will go, I will go
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Ayyyyyyyy
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
And if I, if I could go
Back in time
I'd go to the show where I didn't show
And I would not show
The nights and the fights when I came rumbling out the door
Well what was I supposed to
What was I supposed to
What was I supposed to
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning
Up the morning, up, up the morning