Wasteside Lyrics

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
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 hear her mumbling and I did not hear her stumbling As I dubbed myself a passenger And kindly stepped away
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow, of tomorrow I was sleeping, I was sleeping by the wasteside I was sleeping, I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping, ladies and gentlemen, I was sleeping
I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today All the barbershops, funeral-homes were open And the customers were coming And the business was doing so, so great