revolution in the head

gotta get outta this gotta get outta that
when the daylight hits the sun
you gotta get outta bed
before you start a revolution in the head

sleepwalking in the shade
daydreaming about your fate
dont lose no love no more
let loose the lovely hate

dont waste your time no more
trying to reach the upper floor
you know you carnt be sure
whether dying rich or poor