All Right All Right

I don't want to get up today
I just want to stay in bed
My feet feel like they're made out of clay
My head wishes I were dead

I want to sleep in, OK?
Just let me lie here half asleep
I think I drank too much Tanqueray
And my whole body feels like I'm six feet deep

But alright alright,
I've gotta make make me some money
You're right, you're right,
Ramen doesn't grow on trees
But it might it might
If you'll let me go see
Where ramen noodles grow in my dreams....

A minute more is all I'm asking
Just one push of the snooze bar please
Shut the dog up and dial up the morgue
While I'm catchin' me some Z's.

I said what? No way man and she still let me live?
I did that? My God, I'll never live that night down!
I'm dead meat, there's no way she'll ever forgive
Come on, give me that bottle and let my sorrows drowwwwwwn

Oh alright alright,
I've gotta make me some money
You're right, you're right,
Bribes don't grow on trees
But they might they might
If you'll let me go see
Where Blackmail grows in my dreams....

Oh alright alright,
I've gotta make make us some money
You're right, you're right,
Diapers don't grow on trees
But they might they might
If you'll let me go see
Where Comfort Bummies grow in my dreams....