Paroles: Whigs (The). Mission Control. Sleep Sunshine.

They're scratching at your door
they see you in your room
they scared your daughters ponies away
he's walking in that door
ugly and loud thoughts
he's talking loud
he's talking away

wake up into the morning
sunshine over my bed
birds, birds out in the singing
and now that everyone I know
is dressing me up in my clothes
and I'd like you to sleep
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
sunshine over my bed
birds, birds out in the singing
and now that everyone I know
is dressing me up in my clothes
and I'd like you to sleep
sleep, sleep sunshine

and the god, I'm only sleeping
and the fog lies in my bed
and its right here, right now
all the pain for the glory
and now that everyone I know
is dressing me up in my clothes
and I'd like you to sleep
sleep, sleep sunshine