Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Count Sheep , by - Enon. Song from the album High Society, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 03.06.2002
Record label: Touch and Go
Song language: English
Count Sheep |
| She’s got to lower her sail |
| Too bad the winds got in her way |
| Tide’s changing up ahead |
| So cut off your ears at east of issues |
| This conversation’s done |
| We’ve covered heads she’s covered tails |
| She’s cut off her conscience on |
| Deep in your head and you’re still crying |
| But you don’t have the right |
| You take sides and spill it if to save from the spite |
| From the roll of the honor and a gluttonous heap |
| You would use the whole barn up and you love to count sheep |
| So count sheep |
| This diamond’s not for sale |
| With big advertisements in our heads |
| One lie won’t tip the scale |
| For rich little beggars making big bets |
| They’re out to mark the score |
| Fat cats away dead mice decay |
| Recouching on the course |
| Awake in the bed and lay there crying |
| But you don’t have the right |
| Go on open your feeder for another big bite |
| You run all kinds of red lights except the ones on the street |
| When you run out of exits you can always count sheep |
| So count sheep |