| Goodness gracious me, I’m sure
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| It’s raining harder than it ever has before
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| I can feel it coming down so hard
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| Can’t help but think somebody’s got my calling card
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| I’m waiting on admission to heaven
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| So wake me up at 7
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| I’ll go out and find something to do
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| And one of these days, when I have my vision
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| I’m gonna make a speech and I’m gonna charge admission
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| We’re gonna have a big parade
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| To celebrate all the money that we made
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| I wanna ride on the top of the float
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| And stare at all the people and gloat
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| I don’t like sleeping in late
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| So wake me up at 8
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| I’ll go out and find something to do
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| And one of these days when I have my vision
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| There’s gonna be no reason for this ugly indecision
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| Well here we are, and I’m shit outta luck
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| So I think it’s time for me to pass the buck
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| If I’m in the car when it crashes
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| Miss me most and you can kiss my ashes
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| Things seem to be coming up all the time
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| So wake me up at 9
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| I’ll go out and find something to do
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| And one of these days, when I have my vision
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| I’ll let 'em lay me on the table and make the first incision
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| I heard once that it don’t make sense
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| To build a wall where you shoulda put a fence
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| I heard twice you should not put me
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| Where you put a fridge, a couch and a TV
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| The world needs a few good men
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| So wake me up at 10
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| I’ll go out and find something to do
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| And one of these days, when I have my vision
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| I’m still waiting on admission into heaven
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| So wake me up at quarter past 11
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| I’ll go out and find something to do
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| And one of these days when I have my vision
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| I will gather my disciples for the final expedition |