Yeah
She woke me up with the Bang Bang
Lookin' over crossed eyed
Had a big hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I got so dizzy fell back into my bed
I went over to the wayside
Lookin' for the high tide
What will I find
Will I find
Will I find find
All I saw was a man that had a hat that had a pompom
He's been there for years
Can someone tell me how long?
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not
Ya see this woman woke me up at a quarter to 3:00
And I didn't know it then but she put a spell on me
Said I had to go down to where the cliffs meet the sea
And meet and old man to present my plea
So I headed way down to that big pier
To wait and confront my big fear
I wheeled around behind to my blind side
To find an old man with a lime and a kind eye
Said "Mister, Mister, with your beard so long
Won't you be a saint tell me just where I'm goin'"
He pointed to a conch shell and then to the lime
And said this is all I really need to get by
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not
Hey (hey) Mister man
I know ya don't know who ya think I think I am
But I can safely say
That I shoulda been sleepin' (been sleepin', been sleepin', beensleepin'...)
The day away
Hey Hey
I said exscuse me
Have you got the time?
He shrugged his shoulders said "Get a spine"
Coconut hit me on the head jonesin' for a fig
"I got booked last night...I need another fix, dig?"
Yeah
Just then i see a twinkle twinkle in the old man's eye
And a wave tossed bottle is thrown to the sky
I cought it on the rebound and landed with a soft sound
I took out the message and put the bottle down
Inside was the antidote to the spell
I read it to the man 'cause he couldn't read so well
Said don't worry about a thing ya know your path is true
Just ease your mind have a bannana or two
Well goodness goodness whoa is me
The man nearly flipped to learn he was free
But just before we left he started kickin' it
I picked up the bottle and star sixed it
Kick kick shuffle shuffle back to the beach with a tune on mylips and my quest in reach
That woman come to see you with her song so sweet
Say "Damn let the poor sucker sleep...let him sleep"
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me what I could not find
compositores: Charles Stokes Urmston, Bradley Corrigan, Peter Francis Heimbold
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