CIRCADIAN RHYTHMS (Dusk)

Well hey hey, Mr. Grey

Go away won't you lift away, come on fly away

Sunshine won't you shine your golden rays this way

And don't you ever ever drift away

24 hours, 7 days a week, 60 seconds in a minute and time won't let me be

And I just wanna drift away

Oh no there's a monsters underneath my bed now

Pull my hair out thread by thread by thread now

Well hey hey, wouldn't it be funny?

If the sun was made of clouds and the clouds were sunny

Wouldn't it be strange? Wouldn't it be odd?

Then all these monsters wouldn't have to haunt

Eaf rakes and snow flakes and sunny spring bloom

When all the creatures sing in tune

With my summertime, summertime

Oh oh

24 hours, 7 days a week, 60 seconds in a minute and time won't let me be

And I just wanna drift away

Oh no there's a monsters underneath my bed now

Pull my hair out thread by thread by thread now

Monsters underneath my bed now

Pull my hair out thread by thread by thread

Oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Monsters underneath my bed now

Pull the trigger

Now they're dead now