Besedila: Dad. No Fuel Left For The Pilgrims. Sleeping My Day Away.

Mumbling good morning and raising my head
A bad breath kiss to my pillow pet
Takes a look at the day
And turns and stay in bed

Open my eyes when the day has died
I turned the world and I slept alright
Now my day-mare's over, I zip my jeans tight
Oh Lord, won't you bless this night?

From the pale lips of a youth who lay
I'm sleeping my day away
And when the night comes to the city, I say
I'm sleeping my day away

Yeah, with my pale lips in the pillow, I say
I'm sleeping my day away
After dark is the game I play
I'm sleeping my day, I'm sleeping my day away

When my dreams begin
I'll be proud to be lettin' you in
With a smile on my face
I guide our dreamboat in

So if you wanna travel along with me
You better sleep tight the rest of the day
You see I could be a sleeper, it's not rest I lack
'Cause I hit the sack when the sun's coming back

From the pale lips of a youth who lay
I'm sleeping my day away
When the night comes to the city, I say
I'm sleeping my day away

Yeah, with my pale lips in the pillow, I say
I'm sleeping my day away
That after dark is the game I play
I'm sleeping my day, I'm sleeping my day
I'm sleeping my day away

I'm sleeping my day away
I'm sleeping my day away
Yeah, now I've turned the world around, yeah, I did it again
I'm sleeping my day away
And now I have to wear my shades down sleeper's lane
I'm sleeping my day away

Yeah, all the good people have gone to bed again
I'm sleeping my day away
Because the devil's at work inside my brain
I'm sleeping my day away

I'm sleeping my day
I'm sleeping my day away
I'm sleeping my day away, away