Testo di Wasteside

I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business was doing great I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow Dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed All the people in my town would be born And they'd get themselves a haircut And then promptly after they'd be dead I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow When a drunk girl awoke me on the train But I did not hear her mumbling and I did not hear her stumbling As I dubbed myself a passenger And kindly stepped away I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow of tomorrow I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping, ladies and gentlemen, I was slee-aaaaaaaah I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming and the business Was doing so... so... Great...