I woke up this morning

and I sat right up in bed

Yawned and scratched

and tried to shake

the cobwebs from my head

Then I slowly crawled out

to the edge of the bed

And when I got the nerve up

to look over the edge

something said,

No way, not today

And those shoes way down there on the floor

they look so far away

No way, not today.

The thunder rolls the radio

goes blasting in my head

It’s 5:30 in the a.m.

and the traffic’s bad it says

And I hear the rain a pounding

on the roof over my head

I look down at my shoes again

and then I look back at the bed

‘n something says,

I need a raise

And those shoes way down there on the floor

are worn out anyway

No way, not today

I think I’ll call in sick

and make excuses for myself

Like I had a little car trouble

the driver over-slept

Or while trying to put my pants on

I fell down and hurt myself

I had a little eye trouble

I couldn’t see myself

going in

No way, not today

And those shoes way down there on the floor

is right where they will stay