Whigs Sleep Sunshine
They're scratching at your door
They see you in your room
They scared you daughter's ponies away
He's walking in that door
Abbreviate my thoughts
He's talking while he's tucking you away
Wake up into the mourning
Sun-shine over my bed
Birds, birds out and they're singing
But now everyone that I know is dressing me up in my
clothes
And I'd like you to sleep, sleep sunshine
There's something in my drink
Amnesia in my thoughts
They're stumbling and they're creeping away
Wake up into the morning
Sun-shine over my bed
Birds, birds out and they're singing
And now everyone that I know is dressing me up in my
clothes
And I'd like you to sleep, sleep sunshine
God, I'm only sleeping
And the fault line's in my own bed
And it's right here, right now, all the pain for the
glory
And now everyone that I know is dressing me up in my
clothes
And I'd like you to sleep, sleep sunshine
