Lying in bed all day staring up the ceiling
Pull them blankets way up
over your head and sigh
Can’t go on another day
feeling like your feeling
Time to get up and go out
and find a way to get high
Everything will be the same
when you wake up tomorrow
Same situation same old problem again
Ain’t no happiness pill
ain’t no way you can borrow
A ticket to paradise
when you’re afraid to win
Hey there miss know-it-all
This is your wake up call
You’re about to go off the wall
You’re so damn sick of it all
Hey babe I think you’re headed for a fall
Think somebody better give you
A wake up call
Businessman on Wall Street
trying to grab another dollar
On the phone to Tokyo
closing on another deal
‘Round about lunchtime
getting hot under the collar
He needs a little taste to keep
his shoulder glued to the wheel
He’s the picture of success
looking good in suspenders
A BMW a condo and an MBA
That’s until he goes off
on one of his benders
His friends all tell him
he’d be better off to go to NA
Hey there mister know-it-all
This is your wake up call
You’re about to go off the wall
You’re so damn sick of it all
Hey babe I think you’re headed for a fall
Think somebody better give you
A wake up call
Everything will be the same
when you wake up tomorrow
Same situation same old problem again
Ain’t no happiness pill
ain’t no way you can borrow
A ticket to paradise
when you’re afraid to win
Hey there mister know-it-all
This is your wake up call
You’re about to go off the wall
You’re so damn sick of it all
Hey babe I think you’re headed for a fall
Think somebody better give you
A wake up call
Get dosed with stripped down hard rock that conceals a joyous heart beating beneath all those evil, relentless riffs. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 2, 2018