Whoa...

Whoa-oa...

Whoa...

Whoa-oa...

I'm waking up to a total bust.

I wipe my brow, I sweat because,

I'm breathing in the chemicals.

Oh-oh.

I'm coming in, I'm fixing up,

then checking out knowing I must.

This is it, the apocalypse.

No-oh!

"Time to wake up," I tell them on the phone.

"Time to come right back to 'home.'"

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!

I raise my mug, leave my woes.

It's a big commotion, I suppose.

We'll gulp it down to fit right in.

Whoa-oh!

"Time to wake up," I tell them on the phone.

"Time to come right back to 'home.'"

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!

All music slows, party has died.

From deep in my bones, a battle cry!

"Time to wake up," I tell them on the phone.

"Time to come right back to 'home.'"

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Welcome to a new age, to a new age.

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!

Whoa-oh-oh. Whoa-oh-oh.

This party's active! We're overactive!