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Your parents told you, that we don't exist Well how in the world do you explain this We gonna eat ya like we ate your neighbor Nathan He tasted like waffles, gummy bears and turkey bacon We forge a letter in your handwriting to say you hate your family, so you ran away sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight You gonna get your good rest tonight sleep, sleep, sleep tight .. .. .. in the morning light sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sweet dream for the fearsome mind sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight whoptifreakindoo look who lost a tooth today You've done nothing, but you expect to be paid I bet you don't even know what we do with the tooth We grind it up then we put it in fast-food And the money that we leave behind isn't even real It's printed on a inkjet, a counterfeit bill sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight You gonna get your good rest tonight sleep, sleep, sleep tight .. .. .. in the morning light sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sweet dream for the fearsome mind sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight You're an old man, I'm the sandman Your dreams and in my hands And I can make you dream Any dream that a man can Be a front man for a blues band Have a younger mans .. .. Or make you show up naked for your final exam But tonight I plan to transport you to an ancient land Where you'll rescue a maiden from an evil man's hands sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight You gonna get your good rest tonight sleep, sleep, sleep tight .. .. .. in the morning light sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sweet dream for the fearsome mind sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep, sleep tight Fresh out of prison, looking for some stuff to lift This time tomorrow it'll be a craig's list HEY shh WHAT shh SORRY shh What's that? Do you think this would make me look fat can you help me get this thing through the window It's our ticket to the antiques road show Uh-oh |