Everyday he wakes up, it’s the same old stuff
A sorry job, a sorry flat a sorry life
No one to warm his feet at night

And now it is time you wake up
Gather up your self and get up
Put some order in this mess
Everybody does it
You can do no less

He was full of spirit
And I wonder what in the hell broke it
And now he looses himself
In grass booze or pills

And now it is time you wake up
Get a grip on your self and get up
Put some order in this mess
Everybody does it
You can do no less

When he’s high up in the stars
Nothing left is on his mind
But when again he hits the ground
All the bliss leaves him in a blink

And now it is time you wake up
Gather up yourself and get up
Stop loosing your soul
It hurts you and it hurts me too
To see you wasted

Bridge :

Everybody goes through this
You’re not alone in this mist
Losing hope won’t save you
It’s time you start anew

Every day he gets up
It’s the same worse stuff
No job, no flat a sorry life
No roof to keep him safe at night

It's not too late for you wake up
Gather up yourself and stand up
Put some order in this mess
Everybody does it
You can do no less