Bedhead

It's a crash of the egos

As temperature climbs

And the long, sunny people

Reveal the sidewalk pride

It's a chase to the seaworld

Eleven million times

And the brain just isn't fun

When the thoughts refuse to shine

It's time to wake up this dream

As mother shakes her bedhead

But I guess what I mean

This dream...

Some say it's good

Some say it's a dream

But not me

It's the slap of the domino

Yells forty-two

And Owen thinks he's got it

Til the sun bleaches him through

And the laughs, they all echo

Burning feet off flies

As he screams like an ant

Who's lifting up his eyes

It's time to wake up this dream

As father shakes his bedhead

But I guess what I mean

This dream...

Some say it's good

Some say it's a dream

But not me

It's time to wake up this dream

As everyone shakes their bedhead

But I guess what I mean

This dream...