| Song | Four Hours in Washington |
| Artist | M. Ward |
| Album | Transistor Radio |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Well, it's one in the morning and i can't sleep at night | |
| I hear wolves around the doorstep | |
| They're circling outside | |
| I count ‘em jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet | |
| Now, it's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep | |
| It's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep | |
| There's a wind in the willows | |
| And it's a howling down the street | |
| I hear it picking up the garbage, gonna fly it to the moon | |
| Now it's three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| It's three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| I'm gonna count the numbers in the counsellor's room | |
| And if I miss a beat, well, then it's off with my head | |
| Now it's four in the morning and I'm twisting in my bed | |
| It's four in the morning and I'm turning in my bed | |
| I wish i had a dream or a nightmare in my head | |
| So i drop my imagination and get some sleeping done | |
| Now it's five in the morning and I'm wishing it was one |
| Well, it' s one in the morning and i can' t sleep at night | |
| I hear wolves around the doorstep | |
| They' re circling outside | |
| I count ' em jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet | |
| Now, it' s two in the morning and I can' t fall asleep | |
| It' s two in the morning and I can' t fall asleep | |
| There' s a wind in the willows | |
| And it' s a howling down the street | |
| I hear it picking up the garbage, gonna fly it to the moon | |
| Now it' s three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| It' s three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| I' m gonna count the numbers in the counsellor' s room | |
| And if I miss a beat, well, then it' s off with my head | |
| Now it' s four in the morning and I' m twisting in my bed | |
| It' s four in the morning and I' m turning in my bed | |
| I wish i had a dream or a nightmare in my head | |
| So i drop my imagination and get some sleeping done | |
| Now it' s five in the morning and I' m wishing it was one |
| Well, it' s one in the morning and i can' t sleep at night | |
| I hear wolves around the doorstep | |
| They' re circling outside | |
| I count ' em jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet | |
| Now, it' s two in the morning and I can' t fall asleep | |
| It' s two in the morning and I can' t fall asleep | |
| There' s a wind in the willows | |
| And it' s a howling down the street | |
| I hear it picking up the garbage, gonna fly it to the moon | |
| Now it' s three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| It' s three in the morning better get some sleeping soon | |
| I' m gonna count the numbers in the counsellor' s room | |
| And if I miss a beat, well, then it' s off with my head | |
| Now it' s four in the morning and I' m twisting in my bed | |
| It' s four in the morning and I' m turning in my bed | |
| I wish i had a dream or a nightmare in my head | |
| So i drop my imagination and get some sleeping done | |
| Now it' s five in the morning and I' m wishing it was one |