(Difford/Tilbrook) WARNING: These lyrics are unconfirmed and may be inaccurate. They represent the best attempt at deciphering the song we have yet to see.
I can't get up anymore, my heart ticks so slow There's nothing to do, I'm picking my nose I'm counting the days that you have been gone My heart went to jail, my love's out of song I can't get up anymore, I'm lying in bed I'm watching the day through a hole in my head I turned myself down, I can hardly be heard Now I'm without a heart, now I'm without a girl
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore
I can't get up anymore I'm a cold piece of toast The doormat is full, the newspapers and post There's a letter from you, but I'm growing a beard It will never be read, cause I'm going so weird
Look what women can do -- I''ve bolted the door, Now I'm losing a screw All this hunger and trial won't achieve a result But a nut cant keep tight without the help of a bolt
I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I won't get up anymore
I won't get up anymore (I won't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I can't get up anymore (won't get up anymore) I won't get up anymore (I can't get up anymore) I won't get up anymore, I can't get up anymore
Compositores: Christopher Henry Difford (Difford Chris), Glenn Martin Tilbrook ECAD: Obra #6043631