Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, yes, it's hard to live
and it will be a long time before shit starts to give,
and every single day it's getting harder to give,
but God would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that I got fuckin' mic control.
Do you got the mic control?
You notice your style is well original.
This man, makin money,
how I know.
It wont be no man of me.
In my bed I watch T.V.
I'm drunk by noon,
but that's O.K.
I'll be president someday.
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
Got my Greatest Hits.
Got my Greatest Hits.
Is this band, makin money?
I don't know.
The writing on the wall.
All my friends drink alcohol.
I'm too drunk to light the bong.
I'm too stoned to write this song.
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
Got my Greatest Hits
Wake up in the morning and it's hard to live.
Hard to live, hard to live
it's hard to live and it will be a long time
before shit starts to give,
and every single day it's getting harder to give,
but God would be up for being down with a ho.
Lord knows that I got fuckin' mic control.
Do you got mic control?
You notice your style is well original.
This man, makin money, how I know.
It wont be no man of me.
In my bed I watch T.V. I'm drunk by noon,
but that's O.K. I'll be president someday.
Light my cigarette and
I think that Bert Susanka made me drink.
Load the box and then pump that shit.
It's the Ziggens Greatest Hit,
the Ziggens Greatest Hit,
the Ziggens his Great-est HitLet the phone ring, let's go back to sleep
Let the world spin outside our door, you're the only one that I wanna
see
Tell your boss you're sick, hurry, get back in I'm getting cold
Get over here and warm my hands up, boy, it's you they love to hold
And stop thinking about what your sister said
Stop worrying about it, the cat's already been fed
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed
CHROUS: Put the phone machine on hold
Leave the dishes in the sink
Do not answer the door
It's you that I adore -
I'm gonna give you some more
We'll sit on the front porch, the sun can warm my feet
You can drink your coffee with sugar and cream
I'll drink my decaf herbal tea
Pretend we're perfect strangers and that we never met...
My how you remind me of a man I used to sleep with
that's a face I'd never forget
You can be Henry Miller and I'll be Anais Nin
Except this time it'll be even better,
We'll stay together in the end
Come on darlin', let's go back to bed
CHROUS