Keltscross Asleep
Last night I slept with dirty feet Not thinking I'll be in Paris or London In my sleep, oh in my sleep I went to Hollywood In my peejays Last night I slept with dirty hands Not thinking I'll be singing in a reggae band Stoned rastas in the sand I went to Jamaica In my peejays Last night I was so clean I didn't even have a dream I didn't have to go anywhere But then I woke up You were there Your kiss can take me away To a thousand lands for a year and a day A sudden gust of lust Can go faster than a speeding bullet Fly away
