Lyrics:

Every mor-orning when I wake from my bed I find I'm yawnin' just a-scratchin' my head I face the dawnin', I feel like I'm dead Oh baby, I been sleeping all alone Well, every daybreak as I wake from my sleep I find I'm achin' as I drag from the deep If I were a Mustang I'd be a junk-yard heap Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rollin' stone Everbody said a-what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said I can't stay home, still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome Still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome Well, all these dragons are just a-draggin' me down I've been a-pickin' things up from the underground Like a trackless tram I'm Bondi bound Sittin' in the depot all alone No purity, no clear white walls A big stampede when the Warragul calls Times a-menacing just gnashes and mauls Where'm I gonna buy it, where'm I gonna buy it Gotta give a dog a bone And everbody said what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everybody said I can't stay home, still thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Rome Still thinkin' 'bout the - Fall of Ro-ome, I'm a-thinkin' 'bout the Fall of Ro-ome Well I've been li-ivin' a categorical lie Each last thrill the penultimate high Just a-one more hit before I can die Yellow teeth are snappin' all around Well, every day of the week as I wake from my bed I find I'm yawning just a scratchin' my head If I were a Mustang, I think it's gone to my head Mirror don't lie, mirror don't lie, talk about a rolling stone And everbody said what's that sound, put it in a skillet and slap it all around And everyb