Back Down The Mountain

Would you have guessed
 From this tarot card reading
 That even at best
 I can be quite misleading
 I like to impress
 Say what are you reading?
 I'd like to confess
 To what I'm needing
 Wake me up
 If you're ever coming round
 Shake me up
 Rub this tired body down
 I wouldn't leave
 For love nor money
 Fear nor fun
 I'm not one
 For wasting my time
 On those spun out sinners
 While my teeth go brown
 And my hair gets thinner
 Wake me up
 If you're ever coming round
 Shake me up
 Rub this tired body down
 Pack my case with cigarettes
 And fresh pairs of socks
 Some books I won't read
 And a couple of rocks
 And head back towards a border
 I should never have crossed
 That was a line
 I should never have crossed
 Wake me up
 Right before we get back down
 Shake me up
 Rub this lonely body down