The Art Of Noise - Paranoimia

Relax You're quite safe here Am I dreaming, no Where am I, in bed Well, what am I doing Oh, talking to myself Look, I must have A star on my door Or better still A door-a doo-a door Ah, swing doors up O-o-o-okay doors, swing Paranoimia Swing Paranoimia Swing Now I know I'm dreaming Dreaming, dreaming Dreaming, dreaming, dreaming Hmmm, how do I get to sleeep I know, I'll count Those bars on the window One, two, three, sleep Paranoimia, paranoimia Paranoimia, paranoimia..... How do I get How do I get to sleep Please let me sleep Po-po-poetry, that'll work Come sweet slumber Enshroud me in thy purple cloak Hmmm, doesn't even rhyme Is that my teas made Paranoimia paranoi I cant stand tea Tea, tea, tea, tea.... Paranoimia, paranoimia..... Ahhh, Happy Harry's High Club How do I, how am I Gonna get to sleep Trust me, trust me....