Live - Morning Humor текст песни

Slippery jack, no more turning back,

All around, morning humor

I am a waiter and I am a server

Ill run to your needs with strength and fervor

In times when you are wasted I will walk in

Through the door, pick you from the floor

Then watch you grow into a man

With a big burly beard

And a mustache to match

Ill watch you love the world

And all that it has...

With that morning humor,

Morning humor

The kind that wakes you up

The kind thats in my blood

Morning humor, morning humor, yeah...

I am on top again, soon to be low again

Oh will this ever end?

Im sorry I dont mean to sound like a whale

Trapped in the ice, but aint it nice to say exactly

What I please...

With a big toney voice or a

Soft mellow voice or the

Loud boisterous voice of an opera, opera lady!

With that morning humor,

Morning humor

The kind that wakes you up.

The kind thats in my blood

Morning humor, morning humor, yeah...

But the joke that kills

Is just a joke to you

You need some...

Slippery jack, no more turning back,

All around, morning humor

The kind that wakes you up

The kind thats in my blood...

Morning humor...