(Good Morning. Good Morning)
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good mourning, ah
Nothing to do to save his life call his wife please
Nothing to say but he’s had his day it’s PTSD see
Nothing to do it's up to you
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good mourning, ah
Since getting PTSD, my life won’t mend
Heading for home no time to roam when your life’s at an end
Everybody knows there's nothing doing
Everything feels closed it's your PTSD
Everyone you see has fallen asleep
And you're on your own you're in the street
After a while you start to smile now you feel old
With all your friends at rest everything seems cold
Nothing is changed it's still the same
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good mourning, ah
People running round in sunset of their life
Everywhere in town is getting dark
Where once it was full of life
It's time for tea and then some meds
Somebody needs to know the time, glad that you’re here
It’s half past five you’re barely alive and you shed a tear
Nothing to show for your PTSD
I've got nothing to say but it's OK
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good
Good mourning
Good mourning
Good
Good mourning
Good mourning