It's dark in there and you're quite unaware
  That the cracks on the ceiling are mocking you
  Your airless bag, your dust in a shaft of light
  And you think you might
  Yeah you might stay there all day
  Heh heh
  
  Get up, get on your feet
  Get up, don't go back to sleep
  Get up, life is bitter sweet
  And it's all going on without you
  
  You're safe in there, no sharks anywhere
  Not a soul to get you doing what you don't want
  Go on pretend it's Sunday again, it's Sunday again
  
  It's so warm in there, feels like camembert
  All the things you'd do if only you had the energy
  You bargain for just ten minutes more of this
  When a prince's kiss
  Turns you into a swan
  Dream on
  
  Get up, get on your feet
  Get up, don't go back to sleep
  Get up, life is bitter sweet
  And it's all going on without you