Crack an egg
when the feeling's gone and you made no omelettes
crack an egg
when the morning dies and you don't know why
it's hard to pray
with no one to love you
you're going nowhere
crack an egg
when you lose control and you got no sausage

The story:

I don't exactly remember how old I was, but years afterward I always regarded the song as the "Breakfast Song". I thought it was about a chef who was frantic to serve a large group of people, but was terrible, hence the "morning dying". Of course once I discovered the title I realized how wrong I was. I guess I was just hungry.