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Morning, your toast, your tea and sugarRead about the politician's loverGo through the day like knife through butterWhy don't youYou dress in the colours of forgivenessYour eyes as red as ChristmasPurple robes are folded on the kitchen chairYou're gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like someone else's suicideYou're gonna sleep like a baby tonightDreamsIt's a dirty business, dreamingWhere there is silence and not screamingWhere there's no daylight, there's no healingYou're gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like a suicideBut you're gonna sleep like a baby tonightHope is where the door isWhen the church is where the war isWhere no one can feel no one else's painSongtexteYou're gonna sleep like a baby tonightIn your dreams, everything is alrightTomorrow dawns like a suicideBut you're gonna sleep like a baby tonightSleep like a baby tonightLike a bird, your dreams take a flightLike St. Francis covered in lightYou're gonna sleep like a baby tonight Aus Songtexte Mania