wake up (I wake up) I wake up (I 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
head (get up, get up, get up) Wake it up, up (get up, get up) You've got all your life (way up ahead) (get up, get up, get up) Dreams, they complicate
you noticed? I ate the lotus Storefront window, I reflect Just last week I was merely heck Tip the scale. I was hell Picked me up, then I fell Who's
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) He moves efficiently Beyond security Great opportunity awaits Airport fluorescent Creature of habit Labored breathing and sallow
of alligators You hope that we are with you And you hope you're recoginezed You want to go forever You see it in my eyes I'm lost in the confusion And
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) (chorus) I've found a way to make you I've found a way A way to make you smile I read bad poetry Into your machine I save your
reader, I'm already spent Late afternoon, the house is hot I started, I jumped up Everyone hates a sad professor I hate where I wound up Dear readers, my apologies I'm
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) The concrete broke your fall To hear you speak of it I'd have done anything I would do anything I feel like a cartoon brick wall
'll trip, fall, pick myself up and (repeat chorus) If I have a bag of rocks to carry as I go I just want to hold my head up high I don't care what I
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) Now my suspicion's on the rise I have known, I have known your kind Please don't talk, don't make me think Order up another drink
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) Receiving department, 3 a.m. Staff cuts have socked up the overage Directives are posted No callbacks, complaints Everywhere
it on, I'm lost again I'm what you found, I'm upside down You're in the air I'm what you found, I'm upside down You're in the air I'm what you found,
arm, no one harmed, you diplomatically alarmed I sulked away to lick my thin skin I'm not over you, I'm not over you, I'm not over you
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) You wake up in the morning And fall out of your bed Mean cats eat parakeets And this one's nearly dead You dearly wish the wind
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) I'll take the position Assume the missionary part You work by committee, You had me pegged from the start I'll be pounce pony
: (Buck/Mills/Stipe) I watched you fall I think I pushed Maybe I'm crazy Maybe diminished Maybe I'm innocent Maybe I'm finished Maybe I blacked out
