Woke up this morning at 11:11  Woke up this morning and it wasnt in heaven  Those are the reason 'bout   Where I was sleeping but I was alive  I was alive  Woke up this morning at 11:11  John was half-naked and Lulu was crying  Over a baby   That'll never go crazy  But I was alive  And till the end of this world,   We'll all load in a dump truck of human  11:11    What else can I do,  What else can I do  Woke up this morning and  Something was burning  Realized that everything really  Does happen in Manhattan  Thoughts were of characters   And afternoons lying with you  And you were alive  Ohh, the hours we are seperate  11:11 is the precious time we wasted  So pack up your bleeding heart  And put away your posies  I don't want to have a drink   Or play ring around the rosie with you  Oh no, no    Ohh, the hours we are seperate  11:11 is the precious time we wasted  So let the blind fight the blind and see,   As the fall take over summer  Bringing the lattice roses   And as winter brings the spring rain  And to the end of this world,   We'll all load in a dump truck of human  11:11