Jesus, Jesus help me
I'm alone in this world
And a fucked-up world it
is too
Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way
it's all gonna be
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man
Jesus, I'm waiting here, boss
I know you're looking out for us
But
maybe your hands aren't free
Your father, he made the world in seven
He's in charge of heaven
Will you put a word in for me?
Wake up,
wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man
Listen to your words - they'll tell you what to do
Listen over the rhythm
that's confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxophone
Listen over the
hum of the radio
Listen over sounds of blades in rotation
Listen through
the traffic in circulation
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme
Listen
over marching bands playing out their time
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man
Jesus, were you just around the corner?
Did you think to try and warn
her?
Or were you working on something new?
If there's an order in all of
this disorder
Is it like a tape recorder?
Can we rewind it just once
more?
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up,
wake up dead man |
