I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow 
But its 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 great 

I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow 
Just dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed 
All the people in my town would be born 
Then they'd get themselves a little 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 see her stumbling and I did not hear her mumbling 
As I dubbed myself a passenger 
And kindly stepped away 

I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping 
I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow 
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow of tomorrow 
Ladies and gentlemen 
I was just sleeeeee-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 

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 
Great...