bye-bye to sleepytown
slow day, sitting at the corner like a wag on a cobbled wall
all i see is bums like me with nothing to do at all
fat fred, burger and bread - he's trying to stuff 'em inside his face
but the mot juste is soon produced to put him back in his place
sick of it all, i make a plan i call
‘bye-bye to sleepytown’
yes, too long the same old song has been repeating inside my head
and if i stay just one more day i do believe i'm gonna wake up dead
this place disgraces the universe
i don't belong here - there's too much wrong here, and i can see it getting worse
i've done what i could to try to make it good,
but no dice, so bye-bye to sleepytown
well give me the towers climbing high in the sky
the biggest wigs and the brightest lights
give me one never-ending night of joy
oh let it be real, let me stay alive
give me the wheel and just let me drive
you won't believe how much i need to get away
amen to the prayer - you hear it everywhere, it says 'peace to men on earth'
but i'm sick of quiet - i wanna riot – give me what i deserve
no way can i stay in this sinking sand
if i acts oblivious to pax hominibus, you can understand
the more that it clings, the more i gotta get wings
to fly, so bye-bye to sleepytown
well give me the power, give me the glory
cue the hollywood end to the story
never say never, no never say die
oh let me believe in my favourite dream
without a reprieve i will holler and scream
blue murder - murder! - like you never heard a cry
i live for the day i give it all away and hit the road like i know i should
and if you follow me you know you're gonna see me turn life into something good
i lose my blues in a flash of light
when i see the old stuff turn to gold stuff - it's alchemy all right
but gold or blue, this is the time to do
or die, so bye-bye to sleepytown
written by tom yates 16 september 2002
tom yates – vocal, guitars, bass
rob kenny - drums