Every morning, can’t stop yawning, life is a bore
No more news and the office blues continues some more
Nothing doing, nothing brewing, life is a drag
Uninspired, feeling tired, starting to flag
You’ve got to get back in touch with the child inside
Life is a thrill, come along for the ride
Leap up and down, wave your hands in the air
Poke out your tongue at the boss for a dare
Smile through your troubles ignoring the pain
Jump in the puddles when it’s lashing with rain
Dance in the kitchen, while making your tea
Praising what it’s like to be finally free
Misery, is the life for me, sitting under this cloud
Claustrophobic, there ain’t no kick, wrapped in a shroud
Life is mundane, it’s a right pain, every day
I begrudge the, drudgery and me feeling this way.
You’ve got to reach out and touch the child within
Fun is a game that you’ve got to begin
Knock down some conkers using only a stick
Eat lots of ice cream till you want to be sick
Blow lots of bubbles while you’re having a bath
Skip down the road with your mates for a laugh
Turn out the lights and howl in the dark
Life is more fun when you’re having a lark
Look around you, look at the people with miserable faces.
All they do is rush from one set of problems to the next.
They have no time for others and no time for themselves.
That’s because they’ve lost touch with the child inside.
They confuse being entertained with actually having fun.
My advice to you, is put aside your adult persona.
Open yourself up, find the child inside, and set it free.
Ba ba ba ba…