U2 - Wake Up Dead Man

Jesus, Jesus help me I'm alone in this world And a fucked up world it is too Tell me, tell me the story The one about eternity And the way it's all gonna be Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man Jesus, I'm waiting here, boss I know you're looking out for us But maybe your hands aren't free Your Father, He made the world in seven He's in charge of heaven Will you put a word in for me? Wake up, wake up dead man Wake up, wake up dead man Listen to the words they'll tell you what to do Listen over the rhythm that's 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's 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