Wake up
The Sun is coming in
The neighbors
Are wondering where you've been

And they might begin to worry if you don't show up
You left the station in a hurry with an empty cup
You've got a look inside your eye that says
You're up to nothing good

Can we make up?
I'm getting bored again
I need the taste of
The water on your skin

And I'm sorry 'bout your party but I won't be there
There's a revolution starting, put your fist in the air
Yeah, I'm young and dumb and angry and
I'm up to nothing good