I drive a big car;
In big car I snooze
While cruisin' at 3
P.M., rollin' down route 2.
They're not open, my eyes,
And no, I am not drunk.
Wish I'd wake up.

I'm a chronic snorer.
I sleep all day and night, yeah,
Snoozing's my affliction.
Tryin' to stay up, I lose.
Sleeping--oh, no, I lose none of that.
I'm landing on the couch.
Snores from my mouth debouch.

You caught me while I was napping
Face-down in a fresh-filled sink,
No blinks from my soggy eyes.

Needn't whisper. . .
I have few waking hours.
Snoozing--narcolepsy.
Can't keep an eye on you
'cause closed lids have blinded my view. Snooze:
The sidewalk is my bunk.
Wish I'd wake up.

Unconsciousness,
Unconsciousness--
'tain't blissful, my reverie.
No countin' sheep
Is necessary.
In fact, what ails
Me: falling unfailingly--
I'm assailed by the ground,
Then I can't raise up,
Because, once again, I'm napping.
To R.E.M. I sink,
Wetted by perros passing by.
(Wetted by perros pissing, ¡ay!)

Strangely, of cats I dream. . .
Cataleptic seem.

Need a tonic for the
Fact I sleep day and night, yeah,
Snoozing's my affliction.
My plight is, I do not choose
When to snooze. Just like that! I'll lose it--
I'm standing--then I'm down,
At the mercy of hounds,

On grass they have made green,
For my shut-eye. . .
Cataplectic seem.
And my dream's a wet dream. . .
Streams!!!