Wake Me Up

I've got this phosphorescent portrait

Of gentle Jesus meek and mild

I've got this harlot

That I'm stuck

With carrying another man's child

The solitary star announcing vacancy burnt out

As we arrived

They'd throw us back across the border

If they knew that we survived

And they were surprised to see us

So they greeted us with palms

They asked for ammunition

Acts of contrition and small alms

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

With a slap or a kiss

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

There must be something better than this

I've got this imaginary radio

And I'm punching up the dial

I've got the A C trained on the T V

So it won't blow up in my eye

And everything

That I thought fanciful or mocked

As too extreme

Must be family entertainment here

In the strange land of my dreams

And I'm practicing

My likeness of St

Francis of Assisi

And if I hold my hand outstretched

A little bird comes to me

And I might recite a small prayer

If I ever said them

I lay down on an iron frame

And found myself in Bedlam

Stepping on the fingers

That were stretching through the bars

Wailing echoes down the corridors

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

With a slap or a kiss

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

There must be something better than this

They've got this scared

And decorated girl strapped to the steel

Trunk of a Mustang

They drove her down a cypress grove

Where traitors hang and stars still spangle

They dangled flags

And other rags along a colored thread of twine

They dragged that bruised and purple heart

Along the road to Palestine

Someone went off muttering

He mentioned thirty pieces

Easter saw a slaughtering

Each wrapped in bloodstained fleeces

My thoughts returned to vengeance

But I put up no resistance

Though I seemed a long way from my home

It really was no distance

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

With a slap or a kiss

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

There must be something better than this

And the player piano

Picks out "Life Goes On"

The Ringtone rang out "Jerusalem"

Into the pit of sadness

Where the wretched plunge

We've buried all the Innocents

We must bury revenge

We must bury revenge

We must bury revenge

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up wake me up

Wake me up

There must be something

Better than this

There must be something

Better than this

There must be something

Better than this

There must be something

Better than this