| Seventeen dreams for you | |
| They'll all be gone tomorrow | |
| Pull me a face | |
| And say something witchy | |
| It's time to get out of your bed | |
| Some people talk like babies | |
| Others say nothin' at all | |
| Give me a slug | |
| From the wonderful jug | |
| It's time to get out of your head | |
| Well we're travelin' light | |
| Gonna speed through the night | |
| Only now you recall | |
| It means nothing at all | |
| You were stuck in a dream | |
| And you wanted to scream | |
| But it's nothing at all | |
| No it's nothin' | |
| Don't wanna go to class | |
| Said they could kiss you goodbye | |
| You've got no choise | |
| Feel like christopher boyce | |
| Time to get out of your bed | |
| Words you don't understand | |
| Are all makin' sense tonight | |
| It's hard to think straight | |
| When you're feelin' so great | |
| Only wanna get out of your head | |
| Well we're travelin' light | |
| Gonna speed through the night | |
| Only now you recall | |
| It means nothing at all | |
| You were stuck in a dream | |
| And you wanted to scream | |
| But it's nothing at all | |
| No it's nothing at all | |
| Well we're travelin' light | |
| Gonna speed through the night | |
| But it's nothing at all | |
| No it's nothing at all |