Hush little baby, don't say a word Go and get that rest that you deserve Let the sun keep shinin down Take a trip to sleepy town
Hush, hush Go and take a nap Hush, hush
Every, every day outta bed at the first crack of dawn Get dressed, breakfast, through a non-stop yawn Coffee after coffeeat the office all mornin But the only part about me wakin up is my colon As my day is gettin hectic I'm becomin narcoleptic Gettin nowhere on my checklist dreamin would be more effective Now I'm picturin my hammock strung between two trees My mind is at ease as I sway in the breeze Just absorbing the peace Man, what I'd give to be unconscious get horizontal and do anything that's not this Workin on these spreadsheets Wish I had my bed sheets Head meets keyboard and I get to countin mad sheep Been overworked like a dog; beagle I should be sleepin like a log; Beatles
Hush little baby, don't say a word Poor, weary thing, you've been overworked Let the sun keep shinin down Take a trip to sleepy town
It's a beautiful day, Man I gotta take advantage What better way to celebrate than emulate the Spanish My head's all dizy, eyelids heavy It's 2:30 somewhere let's get this siesta ready Scented candle burnin that nostalgiac smell of cinnamon It takes me back to preschool, feel like I'm a kid again I found my favorite onesie, got it zipped right up Decked out with police cars and the red firetrucks Got my spot pimped out, satin covers on the couch Rock the suede blindfold, pacifier for my mouth I got so many teddies made of plush and love and nylon And noise reduction headphones so I get my lullaby on Now quiet in the room Man, no more talkin and let me drift away to my Sarah McIachlan
Dude, you sleep a lot I mean, how do you keep your job? Frankly, it's a miracle in this economy Nevermind, we digress We'll leave you alone to rest Go and get your dream on
We are the architects homie, in control of your dreams Yeah make your lazy mind work with s**t it ain't ever seen We'll make the girl of your fantasies meet you for dinner But she's got a thick beard and she's wearing duck flippers You can try to run away but you're stuck in slow motion You think you're close to home, but you're stuck in Nova Scotia? And it's cold, son You ain't got no clothes on Invisible to no one, Whoa! That was a close one Oh, so embarrassing situation harrowing Feel your knees shaking as your vision's slowly narrowing Then we rip the ground from beneath your very toes Tumble into blackness and death is gettin very close Now WAKE UP You seem fine with one exception You got duck feet You're fast asleep Three layers deep Inception
Hush little baby, don't say a word Lazy motherf**ker, you've been served Go get dressed and go outside Normal people sleep at night Hush, hush Don't take no more naps Hush, hush,Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
