Wooden Spoon

Wooden spoon
Gotta lose it soon
Hey hey hey

I wake up [?]
Everybody sees the sun
Wherewithal is got to work
My baby I've got to run, huh huh huh

I'm a running in a mournful rat race
Until I fall down right on my face
Wooden spoon
Gotta lose it soon
Hey hey hey

My working week is a seven days
[?In other peoples ?]
They live in stately houses
While I fight to stay alive, huh huh huh

I'm a running in a mournful rat race
Until I fall down right on my face
Wooden spoon
Gotta lose it soon
Say hey hey hey, alright brother

I've gotta lose it soon, yeah yeah
I've gotta lose it [?]
Ain't no use in livin' with it, ma mama
I've gotta lose it soon, alright
Wooden spoon
Gotta lose it soon
Hey hey hey

Existence is a word
Holds me up [?]
This cloud of degradation
Always hangs above my mind

I'm dealin' in this mournful rat race
Tired down here, right on my face
Wooden spoon
Gotta lose it soon
Hey hey hey, yeah

I've gotta lose it soon
Tell me [?]
Your [?] without your wooden spoon
I've gotta lose it soon