Lyrics Dispatch – Bang Bang
Text:
She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking over cross-eyed
Had a big hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I went over to the way side
Looking for the high tide
What will I find, will I find, will I find, find?
All I saw was a man that had a hat that had a pom-pom
He’s been there for years
Can someone tell me how long
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
You see this woman woke me up
At a quarter to three
And I didn’t know it then
But she put a spell on me
Said, «I had to go down to where the cliffs meet the sea
And meet an old man to present my plea
So I headed way down to the big pier (the big pier)
To await and confront my big fear (my big fear)
I wheeled around behind to my blindside
To find an old man with a lime and a kind eye
Said, «Mister, mister, with your beard so long
Won’t you be a saint and tell me
Just where I’m going.»
And said, «This is all I really need to get by.»
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
Hey, mister man
I know you don’t know
Who you think I, think I am
But I can safely say,
That I should’ve been sleeping, been sleeping, been sleeping, been sleeping the day away
(someone pull down the shade)
I said, «‘scuse me, have you got the time?»
He shrugged his shoulders
Said, «Get a spine.
Coconut hit me on the head
Jonesin’ for a fig
I got booked last night
I need another fix, dick.»
Just then I see a twinkle twinkle in the old man’s eye
And a wave tossed bottle is thrown to the sky
I caught it on the rebound
It landed with a soft sound
I took out the message,
Put the bottle down
Inside was the antidote to the spell
And I read it to the man
‘Cause he couldn’t read so well
Said, «Don’t worry about a thing
You know your path is true
Just ease your mind
Have a banana or two.»
Well, goodness, goodness, woe is me
The man nearly flipped to learn that he was free
But just before we left and started kicking it
I picked up the bottle and star sixed it
Kick kick shuffle shuffle back to the beach
With a tune on my lips and my quest in reach
If that woman comes to you with her song so sweet,
Say, «Damn! Let the poor sucker sleep.»
Let him sleep
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
Wake up to tell me
Wake up to show me
What I could not find
