Get out of bed, pick up the phone
  Time to tell the press
  Say to myself, I can't do no-one else
  There's a whole world outside
  
  I'm gonna tell it all
  I'm gonna sell it all
  I'm gonna sell
  Get out of bed
  Come out and sing
  Blue skies ahead
  The man who told everything
  
  And I feel, like I'm losing my head
  I didn't mean to stay
  Lives have been wrecked, and I've picked up my cheque
  Catch a plane out of here
  
  I'm gonna get out of here
  I'm gonna get out of here
  I'm gonna sell
  Get out of bed
  Come out and sing
  Blue skies ahead
  The man who told everything