Sheep
copyright 2007

It's a crazy world
& It's swirlin' down
Thru a tiny hole at the bottom
where dinner and hope funnel through.

It's a wicked ride on the pony express
Jumping onto the cracked painted plastic cliches
Going right - going left

Everybody count
Close your eyes and go to sleep
Everybody count sheep

There are diff'rent ways
You can spin a tale
You can roll it around in your mouth
Turn pure shit into strawberry jam

It's a freaky, freaky thing
When you jump on a hint
And you know deep inside that this dangerous ride that you're on
just doesn't feel right.

Everybody count
Close your eyes and go to sleep
Everybody count sheep