Wake Up, Time To Die
by Pop Will Eat Itself
From the album: This Is the Day...This Is the Hour...This Is This!
Track 14 of 14 on This Is the Day...This Is the Hour...This Is This! (1989).
Duration: 7:21
Lyrics for Wake Up, Time To Die
An alcohol whore is what I was before, Low-life day's ereased in a purple haze, Maybe, just a craze, a phase we were going through (Between you and me... the habit continues) Sobriety's deserted me once again, Surrender to the bender and no saying, "When." Chewing on a bottle of ignorant bliss And needs must at times like this CHORUS Glass jaw, alcohol whore Cardboard cut-out lying on the floor, Lame brain's drunk again... Stupid dumb-dumb cold plumb insane. I've felt worse but I've felt better, A human see-saw to the letter (It makes me feel so bad-but so nice) So bad and so nice! That old devil gravity's having it's way with me, Bringing me down, surrounding me with misery. A high-tide suicide, a death ride; Cut and dried... Inisde I can't hide though I've tried. Confidence crumbling, can't talk, I'm mumbling to myself. I'm stumbling for the top shelf, Get straight, got to decontaminate before it's too late. CHORUS -----------------------------------------------------------------
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