I'll sleep when I'm dead Gonna live while I'm alive 'Til they roll me over And lay my bones to rest Is all that I need Got no use for Sunday 'Cause I don't rest in peace Until I'm six feet under Sleep when I'm dead, sleep when I'm dead

We should have no ending, like limits to a sky Rather hear a good night, let's not say goodbye We should take what's left and make it right (We're gonna make it right) We should sleep all day and stay up all night (We're staying up all night) If London

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

We're not gonna change the world We're gonna rock it Can't stop, is this all you wanna give us now? Can't stop, entertain that's what its all about We'll Sleep some other time, we're on a roll yeah We're gonna drop the bomb We're gonna blow up Can't

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

Who let it end up on the ground Only know what I'm told, only know what I'm told Fast asleep daydreaming Start to push, break your own glass ceiling Can't count, can't catch the pieces falling How am I gonna know you're letting me down How did I end up

Papa don't preach, I've been losing sleep Papa don't preach, I'm in trouble deep But I made up my mind, I'm keeping my baby, hm I'm gonna keep my baby, ooh ooh Papa I know you're going to be upset 'Cause I was always your little girl But you should know

I ain't gonna be that easy to leave Girl I'm gonna make you miss me I'm gonna make you miss me Make you wish that you were sleeping in my shirt Lie about my jacket and tell everyone it's yours When your phone rings after midnight and you're thinking

Tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you So tonight, I'm gonna find a way to make it without you I'm gonna hold on to the times that we had Even if you were a million miles away I can still feel you in my bed Near me, touch me, feel me And

I'm gonna fall on my knees, I'm gonna raise up my right hand How Many More Years, have I got to let you dog me around How many more years, have I got to let you dog me around I'd soon rather be dead, sleeping six feet in the ground Say I'd feel much