Wasteside Songtext / Lyric

I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow

But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today

All the barbershops and funeral homes were open, oh

And the customers were coming

And the business was doing great



I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow

Dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed

All the people in my town would be born

And they'd, and they'd get themselves a hair cut

And then promptly after they'd be dead






I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow

When a drunk girl awoke me on the train

But I did not hear her mumbling

And I did not hear her stumbling

As I dubbed myself a passenger

And kindly stepped away



I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow, of tomorrow

I was sleeping, I was sleeping by the wasteside

I was sleeping, I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow

I was sleeping, ladies and gentlemen

I was sleee-eeeahhhh



I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow

But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today

All the barbershops and funeral homes were open

And the customers were coming

And the business was doing so, so great