I Cant Believe Its Not Better

I Cant Believe Its Not Better
Take your time
Or some of mine
I?ve got more than I know what to do with
It?s getting boring
At the wrong end of the morning
Staring myself stupid
Into a turned-off television
Cross-eyed, couch-ridden

I should get myself to bed
Or get myself together
I suppose it could be worse
But I can?t believe it?s not better

A lot depends
On the friendliness of friends
I reckon I should reconsider
So come on, spring to my defence
When nothing else makes sense
But unemployment figures
I can still afford to find it funny
That there?s so much month left at the end of the money

I should get myself to bed
Or get myself together
I suppose it could be worse
But I can?t believe it?s not better

Hurry up! Hurry up!
It would be good to go outside
I know it?s late but I?m willing to wait
I?m just so sick and tired
Of the ceilings and floors
Of the not-so-great indoors
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