Happy Day Mãmã Better Than Ezra

I wrote a three page note
So I could ask you why you live your life
(disregard the pretense that you made)
Come alive, come alive, watch the city go by
Turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up, turn me up

Your face is creased by the pillow case sheets
The bedroom is a mess
Can I get some room service please?
Are you lucid? Drug induced?
Through bloodshot eyes the city come alive,come alive,come alive

Ah, how wonderful you are!
Ah, how wonderful you are!

Outside, you feel like you were born with a kick-me sign
Taped permanently to your back
I can relate, video tape
You got a laugh when you fell face first on the floor

Ah, how wonderful you are!
Ah, how wonderful you are!

Are you listening?
Are you breathing?
Give me something, I can believe in
Because you give me soul
Illuminating everything!
Aw, push it boy, push it like you never should