Back Down the Mountain

Would you have guessed From this tarot card reading That even at best I can be quite misleading I like to impress Say what are you reading? I'd like to confess To what I'm needing Wake me up If you're ever coming round Shake me up Rub this tired body down I wouldn't leave For love nor money Fear nor fun I'm not one For wasting my time On those spun out sinners While my teeth go brown And my hair gets thinner Wake me up If you're ever coming round Shake me up Rub this tired body down Pack my case with cigarettes And fresh pairs of socks Some books I won't read And a couple of rocks And head back towards a border I should never have crossed That was a line I should never have crossed Wake me up Right before we get back down Shake me up Rub this lonely body down