THE SLEEPER BY JOHN CALE

THIS MEANS SOMETHING SPECIAL TO ME AND SOUTH AFRICA

The mailbox is always empty

and the landlord always complains

and you tried to forget your past

but its adding to your pain

and its time for one more cigarette

Yes I slept on your satin pillows

And it felt like a second skin

Me I looked so helpless there

I was the moth stuck on your pin

(Sleeping)

I’m the sleeper

(Sleeping)

I’m the sleeper

Oh it is to feel so right

everything seemed new

I haven’t changed

It isn’t me who hasn’t rung you

(Sleeping)

I’m the sleeper

Sun came up and you came back

the door was opened wide

I should have slammed it in your face

I should have shot you in the back

That’s what Jesus would have done

if Satan had come

and looked him in the eye and said

your my kind of guy

come away with me

Cos I love ya

I love ya I love ya I love ya

That’s what she said

I love I love you I love you

I’d rather speak to Satan himself

I love you I love you I love you

I’m the sleeper….