My Ipod is psychic. Honestly somehow when its on shuffle it connects to my every mood and dishes out the songs I need to hear. Today I was in my usual “FUCK THIS” mood, then all of a sudden this treasure began to play…
I woke up late this morning, the future had no charm,
I noticed my alarm clock wasn’t wownd
The door bell and the phone were disconnected
And people I expected weren’t around.
So I said to myself , there’s a reason, a song doesn’t sing by itself.
A bell doesn’t ring by itself.
RING THE BELL!
It’s a glorious sound, people gather around
And start to cheer and the cheers start to swell,
Don’t hide your head in a trough!
Just get up and haul off; and RING THE BELL!
Dreams that dwell in the back of your eyes: they’ll materialize
If you get up and get out of your shell!
You can’t depend upon fate – or your height – or your weight
To RING THE BELL!
There’s a grind stone for your nose,
There’s a tree top for your toes! Don’t stay home and decompose,
Just get out and get going — where a Go-Getter goes!
Who can tell – if you’ve missed a few meals?
If you’re down at the heels, Put on a well-to-d look. – You’ll do well!
When it’s a crime to get up, That’s the time to get up and RING THE BELL! And it’s like I always say: Don’t do anything half way.
There’s a time for work and play.
Don’t put off til tomorrow what you can do today!
When it’s the time to get up, That’s the time to get up! You’ve got to stand up and RING and RING THE BELL!