In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Sunday, January 15, 2017
put me to sleep 2
put me to sleep
sing me a lullaby
of vials of codeine
entering my veins
put me to sleep
I'm not yet a butterfly
I'm an ugly old caterpillar
yearning to change
I need to rest
pass me some medicine
I need that bottle
to calm down my nerves
watch some TV
man, I miss Dave Letterman
giving those rich assholes
what they deserve
put me to sleep
pass me the pipe, my friend
and the wine
and the cheetos
and this week's TV guide
put me to sleep
I'm saying goodnight, and then
I'm off to slumberland
hey, turn out the light
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