Six thirty comes like a call to arms
Five alarms have sounded, the covers are confused
Heaped, the sheets are all at one end
Wake up sleepyhead, wake up, wake up
It's a lucky land in which you live
The complexes are expansive, the low rises of high marketing inventive
Are you building debt? Are you feeling bled?
Wake up, sleepyhead
A mean road they're laying out there
The research is extensive, we can prove it's all genetic
Now don't be scared, we've got just the thing for your few and phlegmatic
The young and free are fast and automatic and they always have been
Four o'clock arrives, the exasperated sigh
Still in line, still confounded
The newspapers keep amused
While the avenues have all become dead ends
Are you being led to where the commerce is intensive
And the councils are all cold and retentive?
Wake up sleepyhead, wake up, wake up
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