Suzanne Vega



Oh Mum, the dreams are not so bad

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, the old man is telling me something

His eyes are wide and his mouth is thin

And I just can't hear what he's saying



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, the kids are playing in pennies

They're up to their knees in money

And the dirt of the churchyard steps



Oh Mum, that man he ripped out his lining

He tore out a piece of his body

To show us his clean courted heart



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, the bird on the string is hanging

Bones are twisting and dancing

She's fighting for her small life



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping



Oh Mum, I wonder when I'll be wakened

It's just that there's so much to do

And I'm tired of sleeping