Waking Up Dead

Woke up on the wrong side Atrophied throughout Dreamt with open eyes I was vacuuming about

In a straight line A very straight line

Each new morning I wake With clouds around my head Lift up the walls and pipes And vacuum out my head

In a straight line A very straight line

Ooooh, vac-you-you-me Waking up dead Ooooh, vac-you-you-me Waking up dead

In addition stands a man In a backlit halo glow Wears a darkened smile Is there something I should know?

Something all consuming All consuming

Ooooh, vac-you-you-me Waking up dead From above vac-you-you-me Waking up dead

I feel the suction rev As I waltz the vacuum arm End to end it sucks itself And pulls me with its charm

Morning in a vortex And when I squint my eyes You peek inside my empty shell A memory in disguise

Tree outside is upside down Head hangs off the bed They say I'm just a pair of lungs Connected by a thread

I'm presuming The end is looming

In trouble when I put my foot down Try to have a voice In trouble when I climb back down Let you have your choice

My soul got sucked out in the ether Just about half past nine My cars went out drinking in closing time [?]

Vac-you you me Vac-you-you me Ooooh Vac-you-you me Waking up dead Vac-you-you me Waking up dead Waking up dead Ooooh Vac-you-you me Waking up dead Waking up dead