The Wake-Up Bomb (Remastered) R.E.M.

[Verse 1]
I look good in a glass pack
I look good and mean
I look good in metallic sick wraparound and blackout tease
I scud along the horizon
I drink some sweet tree tea
I get high in my low-ass boot-cut jean, I like being seen
I look good in my drink-eat-no-sleep, take-a-leap longevity
I get high on my attitude, latitude, 1973
Oh, I'm in deep

[Pre-Chorus]
My head's on fire and high esteem
Carry my dead bored, "been there, done that" anything

[Chorus]
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
Oh, wake-up bomb
My head's on fire in high esteem
Get drunk and sing along to Queen
Practice my T-Rex moves and make the scene
Carry my dead bored, "been there, done that" anything

[Verse 2]
I had to knock a few buildings over
I make an ugly mess
I had to blow a gasket, drop transmission
I had to decompress
I had to write the great American novel
I had a neutron bomb
I had to teach the world to sing by the age of 21
I wake up (Wake up)
I wake up (Wake up)
I threw up when I saw what I'd done