U2 - Wake Up Dead Man

Wake Up Dead Man

Jesus, Jesus help me
Imalone in this world
And a fucked-up world it is too.
Tell me, tell me the story
The one about eternity
And the way its all gonna be.
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man.
Jesus, Imwaiting here, boss
I know you are looking out for us
But maybe your hands arent free.
Your Father, He made the world in seven
Hes in charge of heaven.
Wi will you put a word in for me?
Wake up, wake up dead man
Wake up, wake up dead man.
Listen to the words theyll tell you what to do
Listen over the rhythm thats confusing you
Listen to the reed in the saxophone
Listen over the hum of the radio
Listen over the sound 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?
Were you working on something new?
If there is an 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.
Wake up, wake up dead man.