I woke up this morning
Arose from my bed
My head was in pain
And there was hurt in my leg
  
Washed up and ate
and packed my brief
The works overload
caused little of sleep
  
Thought of times used
on the early ride-in
Fear subsides to agony
Then, stress subdues to sin
  
The mind does not drift
During works busy trends
And when the day's over
My mind, it just bends
  
So I go to the market
To pick up a something
Who's that?  Whap! Bam! Boom!
What's wrong?  Absolutely nothing!