Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy,
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy,
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
Starshine Singers - Getting Up At 4.30 Lyrics
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Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy,
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy,
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy,
'Cos I'm hardly feeling bright and breezy.
My hair's a mess,
Got sleep in my eyes.
The sun's not even started to rise.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, it's hard to endure.
My breath is foul, it smells like manure!
Phwoar!
And now I feel a little queasy...
Getting up at 4:30 isn't easy.
Jack? That cow isn't gonna milk itself, you know.
Writer: Andrew Richardson
Copyright: Lyrics © Starshine Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Starshine Music