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I feel fine, don't wake me up yet
O the young and the old they get everything
And it's my turnAnd I'm here, I'm someone to know
I'm calling the tune but
But I'm losin' the wordsLaughingly, I take the fevered applause
Of the people by the riverside
And I'm walking, walking on water, God knows whyI'm losin' the words, losin' the words
I am a man, well nearly
Celebrate life, be good to yourselfYeah, that's all, don't wake me like that
I was dreaming and I'd rather just carry on
Just give me a love and hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of
Wastin' my breath when I say thatYeah, that's all, don't wake me like that
I was dreaming and I'm tired of everyone
Here's hopin' that you'll
Go now so long leave me, leave me alone
Alone better aloneJust give me a love and hate on both my hands
I'll show you what I'm made of

Wastin' my breath when I say thatLove, hate on my pair of hands
That's where I, where I began
Just be good, good to yourselfI feel fine, don't wake me up yet 'cos I feel tired well
Well, don't be like that and we don't need to work any more now
Open that ground up and slip down

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The Sundays were an influential british indie group of the late 1980s and 1990s. Singer Harriet Wheeler and guitarist David Gavurin formed the band in college at bristol, soon adding bassist Paul Brindley and drummer Patrick Hannan. Comparisons were drawn with original label-mates The Smiths, and bands such as Cocteau Twins, and 10,000 Maniacs. Their level of commercial success was almost unprecedented by an indie act when their first album 'Reading Writing and Arithmetic' (rough trade, 1989) debuted in the British charts at number 4...

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