Lyrics:
we wait?
How long must this stay?
Oh wake up, wake up, oh wake up, wake up
Oh wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up
I am ashamed I think maybe
my head, still nothing happens
Please wake up
I open my eyes to the smell of morning skin
The soft touch of your hair
Your breath I breathe in
knew it'd be warm.
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told
Early mornin' wake up
Gently with the Caress on your hand
And that Kimono that I bought you on my trip to Japan
Sunshine peekin' through
no reason to treat you like a snake
Or to treat me like a slut
And it's makin' me so angry
Could we just lay back for a moment
Before we wake up
to the bus for another round
Managing feats by managing feet
Head of the hydra tastes the breeze
Conduit sees from the living room suite
Boredom is what
the bread, gotta get it by the loaf
Skip from a Bentley to a 350
I wake up in the mornin' and see how it hits me
At the end of the day I'm just a redneck
infatuated with new cars
I'm a glory boy, trap star
I'm not your average rap star
Got long money, drive fast cars
Pull up they like the wheels on the car
In my
Alarm sounds at four thirty
Don't wake the others up
Get dressed by the phone's light
Pick up my food and go
It's Pittsburgh in the morning
He's sleeping at the bus stop
He wakes up and asks me for some cold soda change
And I said, don't you 'member
sold
Want the serotonin to come home
Wake up, no luck
Telling time by lines of beer in my cup
Take away all my fun
You know you can tie a noose
away,
Don't look away.
Did it almost make you feel,
That something's got to happen soon,
When you wake up feeling lost in your own room.
If
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
absolutely had to
And how can you wake up with someone you don't love
And not feel slightly fazed by it?
Oh, he had a struggle
And they woke up together
Knee high boots. right wheel side coop
Custom macy's with the fall back roof
Flyin' dutch, livin' tone wit' stiletto shoes (stiletto shoes!)
Iced up
You might wake up the dead
So pretend to read a paper
Or just drink instead
I'm a stand-up comedian
But I'd sit down if I could
The world
wanna wake up
I could care less bout how
You dress or if you're
In the flyest whip, baby, I don't care
I'd rather be
I'd rather be on the bus with you
flew in and slipped in on your left side
Just a satin gown, you asleep with no make-up
I'm just tryna be inside you 'fore you wake up
Just me
cares? You stayed in bed
Who cares? You wrote the note
Who cares? You might have spoke
Wake up!
You take a snack to fill the gap
And then you're
A night, so short, to handle this project
Useless wake up, that's a part of the way
When gigs become a storm, we're drained by the day
At least, we're full
Felt like I was in for a long bus ride
I'd rather die than you not be by my side
Can't count how many times I vomited, cried
Go to my room, turn
gotta love it, New York City (haha)
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on
My neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm doin' my thang (haha)
be warm
At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten
He stuck out his hand and said with a grin
"Big Joe's the name", I told him mine
hair
Very rare, mom jeans on her derriere
Throwing up the West Side as we tear in the air
Stop by Pike Place, throwing fish to a player
Downtown,
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