It's Sunday morning

♬ *Well, I woke up this mornin’
To the horkin’ of a cat
There’s gonna be a hairball
I must remember that

Ain’t no coffee in the kitchen
And I’m wakin’ up dead
It’s warm beneath the covers
I wanna stay in bed

Another Sunday morning
Shines its light on me
Another Sunday morning
Shines its ever-lovin’ light on me

I put on my pyjamas
Put a T-shirt on my back
Don’t want to walk round naked
When I climb out of my rack

Push the button on the coffee
Spy the hairball on the floor
Pick it up with a napkin
It ain’t there no more

Another Sunday morning
Shines its light on me
Another Sunday morning
Shines its ever-lovin’ light on me

Got a request for some pancakes
Mix the batter in a bowl
Then I fry up some bacon
‘Cause that makes breakfast whole

Rinsed off my dirty plate
In the dishwasher did it go
Then put beef ribs in the oven
Cookin’ low and slow

Another Sunday morning
Shines its light on me
Another Sunday morning
Shines its ever-lovin’ light on me

And that’s my Sunday mornin’ so far
Thanks for singin’ along
As I tell about my mornin’
To a Leadbelly song

Another Sunday morning
Shines its light on me
Another Sunday morning
Shines its ever-lovin’ light on me

Another Sunday morning
Shines its light on me
Another Sunday morning
Shines its ever-lovin’ light on me.* ♬

nobody should be that bright and chipper before a few cups of coffee.

taint right.

I wrote that after being chided for consuming all but one up of the pot. :wink:

So when does your video come out?

(Is it horking cat day? All three of mine have horked, after several hork-free days. WTH?)

So I “c”. :smiley:

Here I was expecting something Johnny Cash-ish.

I’d drink two pots per day, but the SO wants coffee too. We’ve had work to do though, and I’ve only made the one pot today.

Ahhhh. Here I thought maybe it was a case of the jitters.

This stuff goes through my head all of the time. I just wrote it down this time. Be grateful I didn’t post Empty Rectum Blues after a particularly relieving act of defecation! :stuck_out_tongue: