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Real life is not for me -
Come the weekend, I'll be free.
Wake me up when the con begins.
All week I go insane,
Trying to behave mundane.
Wake me up when the con begins.
Working days, in a haze,
Drive me up the wall.
Friday night, I'm alright
Costumed in the hall.
Drive home on Sunday night,
Feeling normal, feeling right.
Wake me up when the con begins.
Five more days to survive,
Then next weekend I'll arrive.
Wake me up when the con begins.
Stroll through the dealer's room,
Safe and cozy as a womb.
Wake me up when the con begins.
Life seems sound hanging 'round
Science fiction fen.
These hours give me power
To face the world again.
Somehow I'll find a way
To live fandom every day.
Wake me up when the con begins.
Real life is not for me -
Come the weekend, I'll be free.
Wake me up when the con begins.
All year I go insane,
Trying to behave mundane.
Wake me up when the con begins...
Wake me up when the con begins...
Wake me up when the con begins.
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