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