Here we are.
Half-past three in the morning.
Wide awake.

I can't get no sleep.

I only smoke weed when I need to, and I need to get some rest
yeah, where's the sex. I confess.
I burned a hole in the matress, yes yes it was me.
I plead guilty. and at the count of three i pull back the duvet.
Make my way to the refridgerater, one dry potata inside.
no lie, not even bread, jam, when the light above my head went bam.
I can't sleep, something's all over me, greasy, insomnia please release me.
and let me dream about making mad love on the heath.
Tearin' off tights with my teeth.
But there's no relief, i'm wide awake and i'm lonely.
Oh, if i could only get some sleep.
I can't get no sleep.