Vic Chesnutt - Where's the Clock lyrics
[Vic Chesnutt - Where's the Clock lyrics]
With a deep desire to sleep
I made the bed a week ago
And you could still bounce a quarter
Off those stolen hospital sheets army
Navy surplus, maybe
Sweet tea and a cup of black coffee
Drop the cup and apologize promptly
Café malaise when night gnaws into day
In a Sominex haze will I ever sleep again?
Posturing on that posturepedic
So comfortable
I wallow in my own sweat counting sheep
You know that it ain’t worth a shit
I know what I need
And it’s a pharmaceutical need
Counting sheep you know it ain’t worth a fig
I know what I need
And it’s a pharmaceutical need