When I was young I felt like I
Was the heir to something good
And now I am old, lying naked on the floor
How are we still living in the hood?

I woke up one morning
I was moaning and yawning and yawning
And what should I say to myself today
Just to make it to the nighttime?

When I was gold I felt like I
Was less than silver
And now I am frankincense, and I am myrrh
Laid up in a manger

So what’s your mantra?
And who’s your papa?
And what do you say to yourself
Everyday, just to make it to the nighttime?

Oh now you say that
That’s so funny, I’ve said the same things too
Oh now you say that
More and more, less and less, I am in love with you

Its gets harder and harder each and every day
Gonna have to hide the ancient pain away
And you’re gonna need a real long talking to
If you want a star in my play

I woke up in the evening, in the evening
Where have I even been?
Who’s gonna take you home just like I
Just like we’ve been saying?

So what’s your mantra?
And who’s your papa?
And what do you say to yourself
Everyday, just to make it to the nighttime?

Oh now you say that
That’s so funny, I’ve read the same self-help too
Oh now you say that
More and more, less and less, I am in love with you

So what’s your mantra?
And who’s your papa?
And what do you say to yourself
Everyday, just to make it to the nighttime?

Oh now you say that
That’s so funny, I read it too
Oh now you say that
More and more

So what’s your mantra?
And who’s your papa?
And what do you say to yourself at the top of every day
Just to make it to the nighttime?