Sir I'm Going To Have To Ask You To Leave Songtext

(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 ruddy
Eyes drowned by fat tears
I've got this premonition of standing right here next year
Acting so worthy like I'm some kind of saint
Whilst you claim that you're the devil
We both know that you ain't So I go a-clowning
Sleepwalking the streets
'til a voice turns and says
'Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave'
And heaven shrugs its shoulders
And lets it come down
And we feast on this treadmill
It's boy versus ground

Oh 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)