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Deep in the bosom of the gentle night |
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Is when I search for the light |
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Pick up my pen and start to write |
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I struggle, I fight dark forces in the clear moonlight |
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Without fear |
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Insomnia |
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I can't get no sleep |
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I used to worry |
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Thought I was going mad in a hurry |
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Getting stressed, making excess mess in darkness |
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No electricity, something's all over me, greasy |
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Insomnia please release me |
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And let me dream of making mad love to my girl on the heath |
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Tearing off tights with my teeth |
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But there's no release, no peace |
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I toss and turn without cease |
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Like a curse, open my eyes and rise like yeast |
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At least a couple of weeks since I last slept, kept taking sleepers |
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But now I keep myself pepped |
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Deeper still, that night |
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I write by candlelight, I find insight |
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Fundamental movement, huh, so when it's black |
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This insomniac, take an original tack |
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Keep the beast in my nature |
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Under ceaseless attack |
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I gets no sleep |
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I can't get no sleep |
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I can't get no sleep |
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I can't get no sleep |
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I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep |
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I need to sleep, I can't get no sleep |
