Early
Working hard all day
Sleeping hard all night
Something starts to feel off
Something doesn't feel right
Something's giv'n me a cough
Things should go my way
Followed all the guides
I've crossed all of my t's
I've dotted all of my i's
I've minded all of my q's and p's
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
Six AM's too late
I'll be up by five
In bed before eight
Maybe then I'll thrive
Is Ben Franklin wrong?
Is Poor Richard right?
Should I trust in my gut?
Should I relinquish my might?
Should I keep my mouth shut?
I cannot hear the song
By which the sirens lure
Those harpies stole my mind
Those harpies made me poor
On my frail human flesh they've dined
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
I'm awake by four
At seven, call it a night
Still my back is sore
And money still is tight
They say
The definition of insanity (sanity)
Is trying
The same thing
Over and over and over and over
And expecting a different result
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
Alarm set for three
Lights are out by six
Surely I'll be free
This must be the fix
Two AM feels great
Jump in bed at five
So well worth the wait
Fin'lly I feel alive
Sleeping hard all night
Something starts to feel off
Something doesn't feel right
Something's giv'n me a cough
Things should go my way
Followed all the guides
I've crossed all of my t's
I've dotted all of my i's
I've minded all of my q's and p's
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
Six AM's too late
I'll be up by five
In bed before eight
Maybe then I'll thrive
Is Ben Franklin wrong?
Is Poor Richard right?
Should I trust in my gut?
Should I relinquish my might?
Should I keep my mouth shut?
I cannot hear the song
By which the sirens lure
Those harpies stole my mind
Those harpies made me poor
On my frail human flesh they've dined
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
I'm awake by four
At seven, call it a night
Still my back is sore
And money still is tight
They say
The definition of insanity (sanity)
Is trying
The same thing
Over and over and over and over
And expecting a different result
Early to bed and early to rise
But I'm not healthy, wealthy, or wise
Draw your conclusions as you will
I will rise yet earlier still
Alarm set for three
Lights are out by six
Surely I'll be free
This must be the fix
Two AM feels great
Jump in bed at five
So well worth the wait
Fin'lly I feel alive
Credits
Writer(s): Jonah Scott Kramer
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