What day is it? Don't know, don't care
There's leftover turkey and nobody's there
The Santa chocolate's missing a head
Been horizontal since Christmas… I think
The shops are half open, the world's half awake
There's nothing required of you, nothing at stake
It's Blursday, relax
Nobody knows what comes next
It's Blursday, relax
Put down the phone, ignore the texts
You celebrated hard, you earned this fog
It's Blursday — not Monday, not anything
Just Blursday
The cheese board's a ruin, the crackers are gone
The gremlins ate something, we're not dwelling on
Napped from noon til four, woke up confused
Is it evening or morning? Either way, snooze
Horizontal, cheese-chewing existence
Exercise can wait ’til New Year
I’ll write it down like a resolution
Quit it proudly by January 3rd
You gave Christmas everything
Every bit of yourself
Now the tinsel is drooping
And so are you
And that's completely fine
It's Blursday, relax
You don't have to be anywhere
It's Blursday, relax
The new year can wait right there
Just cheese and bad telly and nowhere to be
Let the world spin on without me today...
It's Blursday — gloriously, perfectly Blursday