Wake up Mr. Weston
Said a voice from the clock, he stood up
But he missed the flying cab
He run down in the street
Spot cop shot the advertising dope
Weston dropped and closed his eyes
He walked in the suk
Among robots, mutants, aliens too
He was late as every day
The town changed it's face
And he lost the right way once again
He began to shiver
Sun was turned off, ground was moving, persons changed their face
Wherever he went cats were grabbing in the ground
Wherever he looked dogs were walking upside down
He stared at his hand they were wireframed but the nails
The stars disappeared skyscrapers bent by the wind
Wake up Mr. Weston
Said a voice from the clock, he stood up
But he missed the flying cab