Up at 5 AM

I hear his alarm at a quarter to 5
And mom yells to turn the damn thing off
He promptly hits the buzzer
And lumbers out of bed
Grabs the paper and heads to the garage

Up at 5 am, what could dad be up to now
Up at 5 am, should we be concerned
I wake up to go pee and hear him yelling at the dog
Is this how adulthood works?

Up at 5 am doing who knows what
Weird noises coming from the garage
The smell of coffee fills the house and a hint of cigarettes
And in the distance i can hear classic rock

Up at 5 am, what could dad be up to now
Up at 5 am, should we even care
I wake up to big breakfast and an immaculate garage
Before he heads off back to his lair

I think he’s trying to wake me up to help him clean the car
But i pretend that i’m asleep in my bed
Really i’m awake but but i’m feeling kind of lazy
And i try to ignore everything he said

He’d turn on the light, he’d turn off the light
Creep up and knock me on the head

He’d holler and he’d shake me but i might as well be dead

Up at 5 am, what could dad be up to now
Up at 5 am, has he gone insane
Up at 5 am, mom doesn’t seem too concerned
I think we have to reprogram his brain