The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
The Bluetones
You're thinking on your feet
As you're marching to a beat
That has sold you down the street
Straight into the red
You see numbers in your head
As you crawl into your bed
And look just where it's led
Straight into the red
Wasn't it sweet how everybody shared
The same delusion
Falling asleep perchance to dream away
All their confusion
And never wake up
And never wake up
And never wake up
It wasn't in the script
Who'd be paying for this trip
As the needle starts to clip
Straight into the red
Wasn't it sweet how everybody shared
The same delusion
Falling asleep perchance to dream away
All their confusion
And never wake up
And never wake up
And never wake up
And never wake up
And never wake up
Never wake up
Wasn't it sweet how everybody shared
The same delusion
Falling asleep perchance to dream away
All their confusion
And never wake up