Woke up in the garden Very late this morning Struggling & yawning Creepy crawlies creeping My mouth is dry But my face is wet From the morning dew I've had more than a few Tried to pull myself up Roses point and laugh at me Got this pain across my arm Red armies stung me greatly My mouth is dry But my face is wet From the tears from my eyes I tilt my head to the sky What am I going to do To get myself out of this mess? Tulip said "to get hold of yourself" And this is what he said Get get up Stop feeling sorry for yourself Get get up Or in no time you will wither just like my old self Get get up Stop feeling sorry for yourself Get get up Or in no time you will wither (...) Get get up Stop feeling sorry for yourself Get get up Or in no time you will wither just like my old self Get get up Stop feeling sorry for yourself Get get up Or in no time you will wither