144 Sheep per Minute Lyrics

Counting 144 sheep per minute

Why must I sleep while my buddies can dance all night long?

Can go to the disco, and go way over the speed limit?

I thought I could handle a job but I think I was wrong

Counting away each second I'm locked up in this monkey suit

And counting up all of my money I've no time to blow

Catch me out under the disco ball and I'm a total brute

It's been quite a while since I've broken a sweat and it shows

144 sheep per minute

144 nights in a row

144 musical instruments

Playing in time to a song I don't know

8,640 an hour

And so many nights spent along in my bed

Crying and trying to turn off the power

For those little turntables inside of my head

At dawn it was only us and the early birds

And through dead eyes, the movers and shakers would leer

Untangling my afro without a word

And I said "Sorry sir there's no worms livin' in here"

And now it is I at the opposite side of the border

But I look at the floor, trying and failing to ignore

The colorful movers and shakers of a different order

As the crying and wailing of the subway runs to a snore

(Snore)

144 sheep per minute

144 nights in a row

144 musical instruments

Playing in time to a song I don't know

8,640 an hour

And so many nights spent along in my bed

Crying and trying to turn off the power

For those little turntables inside of my head

Curses to my education

Death to the pomade I'm now obliged to buy

Hellfire to the celebration

On the day that disco died

(Where was I?)

I was in a train, or a plane, or Spain

While everybody else was out molting

And clogging up the drain is the remains of my brains

And the cleanup was revolting