Texty: Melee. Everyday Behavior. Routines.

Get up, you lazy slob
The day is almost gone
You've lost another one
The hours ramble on

And this song won't write itself
Don't imagine that it will
What you have to offer
Is standing still

And he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere
Yes, he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere
And he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere

Get up, you lazy slob
The sun is almost gone
As your shadows cast you down
You wished that I was wrong

There will be another chance
Don't let this slide on by
You can't prove them wrong
Unless you try

And he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere
Yes, he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere
As he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere

And he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere
Yes, he's wasting all of his life
On routines that lead to nowhere

And I don't want to waste my life
No, I don't want to waste my life
I don't want to waste my life
I don't want to waste my life