Juliet (she Is Sleeping)

A dreamy spoon

And a pink eyed sun

Make sense of this kiss

Dressed in morning breath

Never before tolerated

Before this crush

And a mob of mutinous magazine models

Matched with the whirlings of dervishes harmonize

In a delicate divide

To make a head of hair to crown love

She is lying here before me sleeping

Hit the deck

'Cause I'm comin' in

And you can bet I'm swinging

Fairy tales

And old friends yesterday kept unite

Night after night

To make a gallery of ghosts to guard her from this crush

And a mob of mutinous magazine models

Matched with the whirlings of dervishes harmonize

In a delicate divide

To make a head of hair to crown love

She is lying here before me sleeping

In her garden of bad dream's flowers

She can't help herself from watering

Lying here before me sleeping

Hit the deck

'Cause I'm comin' in

And you can bet I'm swinging

Hit the deck

'Cause I'm comin' in

And you can bet I'm swinging

And I will drive my Cinderella's pumpkin carriage

Oh, and I will wash her clean of the germs that cut in my dance

Bring the bathwater

Dodging death

And fate's bad plans for me again

I will give up the stardom of hell

To be a slave in her own little heaven

I pray

She is lying here before me sleeping

In her garden of bad dream's flowers

She can't help herself from watering, yeah, yeah

From watering

From watering

From watering

Oh...

Oh...

Oh...