I'm wide awake Falling from cloud nine Crashing from the high I'm letting go tonight I'm falling from cloud nine I wish I knew then What I know now Wouldn't dive in Wouldn't bow down

But if you want the answers, From a post up high, From where you see the ships afar, From a well trained eye, The waves all keep on crashing by, If you are the light post, Then you own the working class, You better give a piece of ass,