Wake Up

This is about the time of the show where I start to preach

And every time I'm preaching I'm thinking
I'm talking to the wrong people, man
I don't need to preach you nothing
You already know
You're already here

What I need you to do
Is go outside these fences
And tell other people
What kind of life they're missing out on
Music is a healing
It's a healing and we all need it
And we're better off
And if you don't have it
You better get it

Wake up everybody

You gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
You gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly

There'll be hard times ahead
Rough roads and dead ends
There'll be days that you'd just rather die
Oh and that's alright man
Oh that's okay friend
Oh, that's just life

And when you're lying alone
And your body like stone
And you're feeling the weight of your mind
You'd be a fool not to choose
To fight and to lose
Than to not fight at all

Oh you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
Oh you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly

There'll be the greatest of times
The whim of the wind
There'll be days that you don't want to end
Well that's what it's like
To get out and fly
And sometimes you just might win

And when you're lying alone
And your body like stone
And you're feeling the weight of your mind
You'd be a fool not to choose
To fight and to lose
Than to not fight at all

Oh you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff

Oh you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly
Oh you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff

Oh you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly
Come on Russell
And when you're lying alone
And your body like stone
And you're feeling the weight of your mind
You'd be a fool not to choose
To fight and to lose

And to not fight at all

Oh, you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
Oh, you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly
Oh, you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
Oh, you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly

And when you're lying alone
And your body like stone
And you're feeling the weight of your mind
You'd be a fool not to choose
To fight and to lose
And to not fight at all

Oh, you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
Oh, you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly
Oh, you gotta wake up
Wake up for the good stuff
Oh, you gotta get out
You gotta get out and fly, fly, fly