Who's gonna wake me when I'm deadnWho's gonna arouse me from my bednGet it in a bookshop son you saidnWho's gonna wake me, you saidnnTell me something to make me wondernTell me something for realnnShould someone fly by todaynI hope they fly me awaynSmall words and big things to saynI hope they drop by todaynnahhh, ahhhnnTell me something to make me wondernTell me something for realnnYou found the edge of a crowdnAnd found it's musty and loudnBig words and small things to saynWith words that won't go awaynnTell me something to make me wondernTell me something for realnnahhh, ahhh