Good morning, Worm your honor The crown will plainly show The prisoner who now stands before you Was caught red-handed showing feelings Showing feelings of an almost human nature This will not do Call the schoolmaster I always said he'd come to no good

Whoah, something bad Got a real good feeling something bad about to happen Got a real good feelin’ something bad about to happen Stand on the box, stomp your feet, start clapping Wake up in the morning’ don’t know what happened Drinks keep coming, throw

Call me baby, baby I just want you in my arms Obie Hold you till the morning Obie Know you got it going on Obie I don't hear what the rumbleclots say {She say} Sex and on that good love to me She say she like em dark skinn-ded

Good morning little school girl Sometime I don't know what I'm gonna buy me a airplane Now who's that coming, yonder? Can I go home with Can I go home with you? Tell your mother and your father I once was a schoolboy too Woman, what in this world to

Even in the morning She move so quick She said that even in the morning said you know that it's on She move so fast She make the good times last She said that even in the morning said you know It's on

Feelings like this can't be wrong And too much of a good thing is a good thing And we've got a good thing going on Smiles in the morning as warm as sunshine Kisses when I lay down at night And two loving arms to console me I should be scared it's so

If I needed someone to control me If I need someone to hold me down I would change my direction If I needed someone to push me around Drown, rolling faster then I'm breathing Good morning day And save myself before I Sorry I'm not there But all my

Lonely days, lonely nights. Where would I be without my woman? Good morning mister sunshine, you brighten up my day. Come sit beside me in your way. I see you every morning, outside the restaurants, The music plays so nonchalant.

There's no mercy on me No crying myself to sleep No mercy on me Nightmares have become my dreams No mercy for me Good morning reality Will I wake we'll never know I'm late for my date with destiny

They know not if it's dark outside or light While Mona Lisas and Mad Hatters Sons of bankers, sons of lawyers Turn around and say good morning to the night For unless they see the sky But they can't and that is why And now I know Spanish Harlem are not