Lyrics:
Like a thief in the night I come in creepingAnd I breath bits of sand from my handTill you're sleeping soft and soundI will dance on your head untill you take itWith a grin tied string to itAnd I'll make it spin aroundI'll crown you kingIt's hope I bringA fool by morningAll the patches, needles and the stitchesAll the rags that you wearI will turn into ratches, when you lay downI'll crown you kingIt's hope I bringA fool by morningThe matter that I (prision?) is a sweet morfinePulling you into a sleep of deep long dreamsI will ease you up and eat all your painRunning in your glug in your pumping veinsI'm a better drug than your crack cocaineAnd I'm far more dangerous than I seemI'll crown you kingIt's hope I bringA fool by morningAnd you'll be mourningNananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nananananana (14)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nananananana (14)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nananananana (14)Ohw!Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nanana (11)Nananana nananana nananananana (14)