that pretty As I was getting dusted I happened to get busted Oh yes I was arrested Oh god how I protested They beat me with a board It hurt just like a sword They
found Bound to the streets where we drown if we sleep We make heat instead of peace Struggle to heat, and breathe On Shiek metal swords before we eat
like they both killed each other And I'm out (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream) (Mr. Sandman bring me a good dream)