Get out of bed, pick up the phone

Time to tell the press

Say to myself, I can't do no-one else

There's a whole world outside



I'm gonna tell it all

I'm gonna sell it all

I'm gonna sell

Get out of bed

Come out and sing

Blue skies ahead

The man who told everything



And I feel, like I'm losing my head

I didn't mean to stay

Lives have been wrecked, and I've picked up my cheque

Catch a plane out of here



I'm gonna get out of here

I'm gonna get out of here

I'm gonna sell

Get out of bed

Come out and sing

Blue skies ahead

The man who told everything