| I dreamt I wore a new black suit
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| Someone played guitar
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| Someone played the flute
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| They had given me a new haircut
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| And then they sewed my eyes shut
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| From a podium a man spoke of things foretold
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| With words as bleak as I was cold
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| Voices gathered into a crowd
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| No-one heard me though I screamed out loud
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| Wake up, wake up
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| Was the last thing I remember
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| I gotta wake up (wake up)
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| Wake up (wake up)
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| Was the last thing I remember
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| Musicians played my favourite song
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| It seemed to me things were all wrong
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| All my friends had dressed in black
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| I guess I won’t be coming back
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| Wake up, wake up
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| Was the last thing I remember
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| I gotta wake up (wake up)
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| Wake up (wake up)
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| Was the last thing I remember
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| Wake up, wake up
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| Was the last thing I remember
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| I gotta wake up (wake up)
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| Wake up (wake up)
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| The last thing I remember
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| Wake up, Wake up, Wake up… |