Atlas cries as he holds up the sky
Chicken Little is living the dream
the jelly has babies
the world's full of maybe's
Campbell's condensing more cream.

Somehow I awake
so now
I am woke
let's see how that plays out.

I'm getting my act together
I might take it out on the road,
but the weather's against me
my knees are quite dodgy
and my hip is not hip anymore.