Jesus,
Jesus help me.
I`m alone in this world
And a [bad word] up world it is too.
Tell me,
Tell me the story.
The one about eternity
And the way it`s all gonna be.

Wake up,
Wake up ead man.
Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.

Jesus,
I`m waiting here, boss.
I know you`re looking out for us,
But maybe your hands aren`t free.
Your Father,
He made the world in seven,
He`s in charge of heaven,
Will you put a word in for me.

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.
Wake up,
Wake up dead man.

Listen to your words,
They`ll tell you what to do,
Listen over the rhythm that`s confusing you.
Listen to the reed in the saxophone,
Listen over the hum of the radio,
Listen over the sounds of blades in rotation,
Listen through the traffic and circulation.
Listen as hope and peace try to rhyme,
Listen over marching bands playing out their time.

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.
Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.

Jesus,
Were you just around the corner?
Did you think to try and warn her?
Or are you working on something new?
If there`s and order,
In all of this disorder,
Is it like a tape recorder?
Can we rewind it just once more?

Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.
Wake up,
Wake up, dead man.