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….