"Morning Humour" lyrics
Public Affection Lyrics
"Morning Humour"
Slippery Jack
No more turning back
All around, morning humor
I am a waiter and I am a server
I'll 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
I'll watch you love the world
And all that it has
With that morning humor
Morning humor
The kind that wakes you up
The kind that's in my blood
Morning humor, morning humor, yeah
I am on top again
Soon to be low again
Oh will this ever end?
I'm sorry I don't mean to sound like a whale
Trapped in the ice
But ain't it nice
To say exactly what I please
With a big tony 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 that's 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 that's in my blood
Morning humor
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"The Death Of A Dictionary" (1989)
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