No life in the day

Woke up, fell out of bed
Dragged a comb across my head
Found my way downstairs and drank a cup
And looking up I noticed I was late
Found my coat and grabbed my hat
Made the beach in seconds flat
Found my way up here and had a smoke
And nobody spoke so I went into a dream...

Not a very productive day – suited me fine!
(My apologies to Lennon and McCartney by the way).