“Morning Already”


Well, would you look at that

The world’s no longer flat

I know where the door is

And I can breathe

And heavens to Betsy

I am still free

I’m not trapped in an elevator 

Falling down

With my mother


I’m not burning in hell

Surrounded by 

The ones I love 

Who don’t recognize me

And hallelujah

I’m not in Florida

Where I moved somehow sometime

But don’t remember

Oh my god

There’s no applause

Because I’m back in school 

In front of the class


Shitting the floor

Would you look at that

Heavens to Betsy



Oh my god

It’s morning already