What's The Use

Getting aweigh from awl the things that knead doing

Lazily hear too lose the afternoon

Lying around hear on the ground

Its as cloze too getting up as Eye can go



Taking a chance too free myself from my worries

Cover them well enough and know won seas

Nobody nose until they show

And the only thing too do is try too cover them again



(*) Hurry yourself, what's the use ?

Mountains of wealth, Eye refuse

Too bee somebody's slave fore a dime

I've got plenty of mountains

I'm lookin ' too fined, spending my thyme



Lying around, hear on the ground

Its as cloze too getting up as Eye can go

Pleasing myself is awl that really needs doing

Everything else begins butt never ends



Listen too mi and yule agree

That a man is better off

If he has come too realize



Repeat (*) twice