Lyrics
Wake up and smell the coffee, when we pretend that we re dead
They can t hear a word we ve said, they ve got us in the palm of every hand, cramping styles is the plan
Come on come on come on come on, come on come on come on come on
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead
wake up and smell the coffee
When we pretend that we re dead, they can t hear a word we ve said
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead
Come on come on come on come on, wake up and smell the coffee, they can t hear a word we ve said
Come on come on come on come on, come on come on come on come on We're, when we pretend that we re dead
When we pretend that we re dead, they ve got us in the palm of every hand L7, in every town
when we pretend that we re dead
Come on come on come on come on, in every town
when we pretend that we re dead
in every city
Come on come on come on come on, or just say no to individuality
cramping styles is the plan
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead, they can t hear a word we ve said
what s up with what s going down
They can t hear a word we ve said, cramping styles is the plan Dead, when we pretend that we re dead
In every town, cramping styles is the plan
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on
come on come on come on come on
Come on come on come on come on, they ve got us in the palm of every hand Pretend, turn the tables with our unity
when we pretend that we re dead
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on, or just say no to individuality
What s up with what s going down, come on come on come on come on Dead, in every city
when we pretend that we re dead
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on, come on come on come on come on
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on, come on come on come on come on
When we pretend that we re dead, when we pretend that we re dead
they re neither moral nor majority
Come on come on come on come on, come on come on come on come on
Wake up and smell the coffee, when we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on
cramping styles is the plan
They re neither moral nor majority, when we pretend that we re dead
They can t hear a word we ve said, cramping styles is the plan
wake up and smell the coffee
When we pretend that we re dead, come on come on come on come on
They can t hear a word we ve said, cramping styles is the plan, they can t hear a word we ve said
