Sleepyhead

Somebody made the wheel
Someone said what's the point
Critics come and critics go
The faithless follow fashion mister
Don't you know
Whatever you've got under your hat
You'll need a whole lot more than that.
This reminds me
Of all the reasons why I hated school
It seemed so black and white I mean
Every moment had a rule
Maybe that's why I see red
Boy you're such a sleepyhead
I wonder what will ever wake you up
The bells of a thousand firetrucks
I sure hope that one day you wake up
Sleepyhead
Higher higher even higher
Don't stop till my head is way up
In the clouds
I don't feel any different
But you sure seem so much smaller now
The door is always open wide
If you ever want to climb inside.