Wake up young man, its time to wake up
Your love affair has got to go
For 10 long years, for 10 long years
The leaves to rake up
Slow suicides no way to go, ohh
Blue, clouded grey
you are not a crack up
Dizzy and weakened by the haze
Moving onward
So an infection not a phase
Yeah, oh
The cracks and lines from where you gave up
They make an easy man to read, ohhh
For all the times you let them bleed you
For little peace from God you plead, and beg
For little peace from God you plead
Ahhh, Yeah, Ahhh, Yeah, Ahhh, Yeah
Wake up young man, wake up, wake up
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
Ohh, yeah
Wake up young man, its time to wake up
Your love affair has got to go
For 10 long years, yeah
For 10 long years, the leaves to rake up
Slow suicides no way to go, ohh
Soow suicides no way to go
Wake up, wake up, wake up
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