When you're walking in the street
Spoiling forafight
Hoping for a miracle
And there is no miracle in sight
　
Cos you're bombed out on the blues
You feel like some bad story
In yesterdays news
　
It makes you wanna make lay face down
On the crestle brown
Where the sun beats down
on the bakin ground
To find sweet release
In endless sleep
Endless sleep
　
When you're hanging by a thread
Clutch at a straw
Ain't got nothing left
And the world keeps shouting more more
You haven't got an earthly
Cos your heart bust up ins ide
Nobody you can turn to this time
No place you can hide
　
Makes you want to lay face down
on the crestle ground
Where the sun beats down
on the bakin ground
To find sweet release
In endless sleep
Endlesss leep
Endlesssleep