Some People Have It Worse Tim Minchin

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Well I wake up in the morning
At 11:47
And I can't believe I have to face
The horror of another fucking day

And the magnificent magnitude
Of my morning erection
Merely mocks me like the sun
In its optimistic greeting of the day

Managing to manifest
A modicum of motivation
I meander to the kitchen
Make a mission out of mixing Nescafé

But the milk is going off
And coffee by itself is bitter
And there's ants all through the sugar
And the supermarket's miles-a-fucking-way

My life is pretty sad
But I know that I should be glad
I could be a starving Ethiope
Or a policeman in Baghdad

At 11:53
I instigate the day's ablutions
In the hope my constitution
Can be altered by some action on the bowl