
Sunrise sirens, things don't look so pretty
Worlds are crashing down in the streets of New York City
I hear it's unbecoming when you look too needy
So brush your hair and watch the shiny objects on the TV
Hold on, get your finger off the snooze alarm
Hold on, get your finger off the snooze alarm
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Everything's a joke, yet nothing's really funny
Run on blonde ambition, chasing lots of money
Closing all them fat deals like a hustle bunny
Supermarket tabloids telling me I'm ugly
Hold on, wake up and smell the cappuccino now son
Hold on, wake up and smell the cappuccino now son
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Fell for all the images you gave me
I let you trick me into thinking I could never be too skinny
Sucked me in your system, trying to corrupt me
Going after ten mill, trying to bankrupt me
Don't you know, this new vibration is gonna blow
Don't you know, this new vibration is gonna blow
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
Wake up, wake up, wake up, America
About the Creator
Collette Mclafferty
I am a professional musician, published author and lawsuit reform advocate in NYC. Wrote a book called “Confessions of a Bad, Ugly Singer” about the time I got sued for $10,000,000 for singing one night in a P!NK cover band!



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