Eyes bleary
Brain swimming
Legs weary
Head spinning
Got those Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Wet weather
Cold morning
Not clever
Keep yawning
Got those Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Just needing
Some shut-eye
Keep dreaming
Of you, I
Got those Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Loud noises
Are hostile
Kids' voices
Scud missiles
To my Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Feel giddy
And my head aches
I'm real dizzy
Call paramedics
To fix my Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Too tired
For working
Got fired
For shirking
My responsibilities
Arrested
For sleep-driving
Breath-tested
It lies
About my Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Now I'm needing
A good lawyer
Judge sent me
Down to Cuba
For yet more Sleep Deprivation Blues...
My jumpsuit
Is bright orange
My breakfast
Is cold porridge
Got those Guantanamo Bay Blues...
My jailer's
A right sadist
He rapes me
Twice daily
To cure my Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Injections
I feel drowsy
Guards beat me
To rouse me
From my Sleep Deprivation Blues...
My captors
Are so brutal
Multiple fractures
Prove fatal
I got those Internal Haemorraging Blues...
Now I write this
From Heaven
My alarm clock
Set for seven
Still got Sleep Deprivation Blues...
Written in Biggleswade, 2005-04-04 08:30, dazed and confused after 3h20m sleep
© copyright Malcolm Smith 2005-05-16 - last updated 2011-05-14