Текст (слова) песни: Dirty Rotten Imbeciles - I`d Rather Be Sleeping
(Lyrics by Brecht)
From sun-up to sun-down Decisions make my head spin round Make me drunk, sick and tired Keep me up `till I retire And while I could be out bar hopping Meat market, rocker-chick shopping Out there, chasing my dick In it`s never-ending search for chicks But, I`d rather be sleeping In my bed, crashed out A slice of death, wrapped up All in wool, passed out Drunk, you stupid fool No more waking hassles Weary of the daily battles So on my bed, I lay curled A "could be" man of the world But, I`d rather be sleeping In my bed, crashed out A slice of death, wrapped up All in wool, passed out Drunk, you stupid fool
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