Jamie Hutchings

Sir I'm Going To Have To Ask You To Leave
Well I'm sleeping nervousPerched on a bridgeWhilst streets snooze in silence beneath my heavy lidsA black dog was glaringLooking down on meSweet people turned angry ambushing my dreamsOh hey(Oh hey)Hey sleep(Hey sleep)Won't you carry(Won't you carry)Carry me deep(Carry me deep)Like an aunt(Like an aunt)Like an uncle(Like an uncle)Like a web(Like a web)Drop me(Drop me)With those cheeks hot and ruddyEyes drowned by fat tearsSongtexteI've got this premonition of standing right here next yearActing so worthy like I'm some kind of saintWhilst you claim that you're the devilWe both know that you ain'tSo I go a-clowningSleepwalking the streets'til a voice turns and says'Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave'And heaven shrugs its shouldersAnd lets it come downAnd we feast on this treadmillIt's boy versus groundOh hey(Oh hey)Hey sleep(Hey sleep)Won't you carry(Won't you carry)Carry me deep(Carry me deep)Like an aunt(Like an aunt)Like an uncle(Like an uncle)Like a web(Like a web)Drop me(Drop me)Like a web(Like a web)Drop me(Drop me)Drop me(Drop me) Aus Songtexte Mania