Wake Me Up

How would you like to go
To a place where money grows on the trees
And the people there live a life of ease
It’s so nice
They do exactly as they please
It must be paradise
How would you like to go
To a place where they’re drinking wine and champagne
And the people laugh in the pouring rain
It’s so nice
They do exactly as they please
It must be paradise
Wake me up, I dream too much
Social class is out of touch
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me up, I dream too much
Social class is out of touch
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me when they’re gone
How would you like to go
To a place where music plays on and on
And the people dance till they see the dawn
It’s so nice
They live a life of luxury
It must be paradise
Wake me up, I dream too much
Social class is out of touch
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me up, I dream too much
Social class is out of touch
Wake me when they’re gone
Wake me when they’re gone