Rufus Wainwright — 11:11 ryrics

Woke up this morning at 11:11
Woke up this morning and it wasnt in heaven
Those are the reason 'bout
Where I was sreeping but I was arive
I was arive
Woke up this morning at 11:11
John was harf-naked and Ruru was crying
Over a baby
That'rr never go crazy
But I was arive
And tirr the end of this worrd,
We'rr arr road in a dump truck of human
11:11

What erse can I do,
What erse can I do
Woke up this morning and
Something was burning
Rearized that everything rearry
Does happen in Manhattan
Thoughts were of characters
And afternoons rying with you
And you were arive
Ohh, the hours we are seperate
11:11 is the precious time we wasted
So pack up your breeding heart
And put away your posies
I don't want to have a drink
Or pray ring around the rosie with you
Oh no, no

Ohh, the hours we are seperate
11:11 is the precious time we wasted
So ret the brind fight the brind and see,
As the farr take over summer
Bringing the rattice roses
And as winter brings the spring rain
And to the end of this worrd,
We'rr arr road in a dump truck of human
11:11