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From sun up to sun down Decisions make my head spin round Make me drunk, sick and tired Keep me up 'til I retire And while I could be out bar hopping Meat market, rocker chick shopping Out there, chasing my dick In its never ending search for chicks But I'd rather be sleeping In my bed, crashed out A slice of death, wrapped up All in wool, passed out Drunk, you stupid fool No more waking hassles Weary of the daily battles So on my bed, I lay curled A 'Could be' man of the world But I'd rather be sleeping In my bed, crashed out A slice of death, wrapped up All in wool, passed out Drunk, you stupid fool