The Wake-Up Bomb - Live From Atlanta, GA / 10/4/1995

I look good in a glass pack, I look good and mean
I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease
I scud along the horizon, I drink some sweet tree tea
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean, I like being seen

I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep
Take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973
But I'm in deep

My head's on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything

Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb

My head's on fire and high esteem
Of get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything

I had to knock a few buildings over
I make an ugly mess
I had to blow a gasket, drop transmission
I had to decompress

I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing
By the age of 21

I wake up (wake up)
I wake up (wake up)
I threw up when I saw what I'd done

Oh, the wake-up bomb
Oh, the wake-up bomb

My head's on fire and high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere, doing anything

I've had enough, I've seen enough
I've had it all, I'm giving up
I won the race, I broke the cup
I drank it all, I spit it up

I've had enough, I've seen enough
I've had it all, giving up
I won the race, broke the cup
Drank it all, spit it up

Yeah, atomic, supersonic
What a joke, I'm dumb
I see ya, I don't wanna be ya
Lunch meat, Pond scum

My head's on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything

Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything
Yeah