Wake Up, Lord Wiley
words: Padraig Ruad O'Maolagain and Polydore Pike
tune: Wake Up, Little Susie by the Everly Brothers
Wake Up, Lord Wiley, wake up
Wake Up, Lord Wiley, wake up
The price for partying's steep
While you've been fast asleep
The battle's over, it's nearly sundown
And you're in trouble deep
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
You'd better go home
You told the King that you'd be there by ten
Oh, look out Wiley, looks like you goofed again
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
What are you gonna tell the Baroness
What are you gonna tell the Bard
What are you gonna tell the House
When they say, "Ooh-la-la"?
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
Wake Up, Lord Wiley, wake up
Wake Up, Lord Wiley, wake up
When you were dead asleep
Your tent decided to seep
It rained for hours with thunder showers
And now the water is deep
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
Wake Up, Lord Wiley
We gotta row home
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