Muziekvideo
Muziekvideo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chris Wood
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Wood
Composer
Songteksten
Awake arise you drowsy sleeper
Awake arise it's almost day
No time to lie, no time to slumber
No time to dream your life away
It was a gorgeous summer's morning
It was a gorgeous summer's day
His cotton jacket was all he carried
As he walked out to face the day
As he was walking he was wondering
With a little dream as a young man will
And never heard footsteps behind him
By the bus stop at Tulse Hill
But from his front door they'd had him covered
They were right behind him from the start
And though the video was buggered
Someone decided he looked the part
Here comes the bus, the front doors hiss
He climbs aboard and so do they
And how he swings down into his seat
It's just another working day
But there was something in the air that morning
As they came down to Brixton town
They sealed the station without warning
There was something going down
And so he journeyed on and onward
He called his friend just to explain
How he would be late and not to worry
And so to Stockwell jury came
Now he's on their cameras, he's on their radar
He's on their crackling radios
His Oyster card is in his pocket
At 10 am through the gates he goes
And down and down drop the moving staircase
Deeper down go the others too
And through the hourglass the sand is falling
There is nothing they can do
When the train comes in they are right beside him
Some say three and some say four
Some say the cameras they were not working
As he sat down near the open door
If he'd have stopped, if he'd have listened
Commissioner said that it was no good
He say they gave him no instruction
That an innocent man could have understood
Just a Brazilian electrician
Christ only knows what he came here for
But hollow point was the ammunition
It's our turn now for some shock and awe
Awake arise you drowsy sleeper
Awake arise it's almost day
No time to lie, no time to slumber
No time to dream your life away
It was a gorgeous summer's morning
It was a gorgeous summer's day
His cotton jacket was all he carried
As he walked out to face the day
Written by: Chris Wood
