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R.E.M. Lyrics

2. The Wake-Up Bomb


I look good in a glass pack 
I look good and mean 
I look good in metallic sick wraparound blackout tease 
I scud along the horizon, I drink some sweet tree 
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean 
I like being seen 
I look good with my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity 
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973 
I'm in deep 

My head's on fire and high esteem 
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything 
Oh, the wake-up bomb 
Oh, the wake-up bomb 
Oh, the wake-up bomb 
Oh, the wake-up bomb 
My head's on fire and high esteem 
Get drunk and sing along to Queen 
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene 
Carry my dead, bored, been there, done that, anything 

I had to knock a few buildings over 
I make an ugly mess 
I had to blow a gasket 
Drop transmission 
I had to decompress 
I had to write the great American novel 
I had a neutron bomb 
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21 
I 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 
Get drunk and sing along to Queen 
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene 
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything 

I've had enough, I've seen enough, I've had it all, I'm giving up 
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up 
I've had enough, I've seen enough, I've had it all, I'm giving up 
I won the race, I broke the cup, I drank it all, I spit it up 
Yeah, atomic, supersonic 
What a joke, I'm dumb 
See ya, don't wanna be you 
Lunch meat, Pond scum 

My head's on fire in high esteem 
Get drunk and sing along to Queen 
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene 
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything 
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything 
Yeah, I'd rather be anywhere doing anything 
Yeah

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