Sleepwalking
Well there's a chimpanzee playing
in my flower bed, there’s a ghost in my
attic raising mortal hell, I must be
going crazy 'cuz I haven't even taken
any pills and this can't be real, I tell
myself you know this just can't be
real...
I ask everybody if they see what I
see and they say uh no we don't see
anything, it’s like some kinda like an
Alice in wonderland movie it seems
surely I'm just tripping on a dream
and hallucinating all this
SLEEPWALKING…
someone please wake me up from this
impossible dream 'Cuz I'm sitting here
eating brains like spaghetti with a zombie
and Heath Ledger just walked out my
back door and if that's not enough there's
some kinda wild Greek orgy going on down on
my living room floor...
Well am I going crazy or is this just
kinda Alice in wonderland dream, I ask
everybody if they see what I see, they
just gasp and say uh no we don't see
anything, has my mind finally flown the
coop or am just tripping on a dream
this is all to unreal to be the real deal,
someone please wake me up from this
hurly-burly comatose state I seem to be in
and stop my SLEEPWALIKNG
stop my Alice in wonderland
SLEEPWALKING!
Copyright © Bo Lanier | Year Posted 2016
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