Wake Up
I read the papers and I know which way you're going
I watch the TV and it shows how little you're knowing
I call you up when you're around but you don't hear me
You hear the words but still can't hear
You don't even know me
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
Why sit around while you look down and dance with junkies?
Makes you look weak, makes you look pale
Makes you fall down, makes you look
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
You're raised and you can't see hate on the inside
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
You're raised and you can't see hate on the inside
Wake up
Your ignorance is free
Hate on the outside
Keep your hands and arms inside the car at all times
Time to shave your head and put your Doc Martin boots on!
I watch the TV and it shows how little you're knowing
I call you up when you're around but you don't hear me
You hear the words but still can't hear
You don't even know me
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
Why sit around while you look down and dance with junkies?
Makes you look weak, makes you look pale
Makes you fall down, makes you look
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
You're raised and you can't see hate on the inside
Wake up, this ain't no vacation
She cries for my reputation
Hatred has never looked that good on you
I know she's in ovulation
Can't see the real destination
Hatred has never looked that good on you
You're raised and you can't see hate on the inside
Wake up
Your ignorance is free
Hate on the outside
Keep your hands and arms inside the car at all times
Time to shave your head and put your Doc Martin boots on!
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Writer(s): Brian Coakley
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