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sleepwalk

John Cooper Clarke



I can wriggle out of arrangements
You can’t pin me down
I tend to dodge engagements
I’ll see you around
Am I ok?,
Not really, no
I seem to stop and start

Anything I can do let me know
I think I’ll sleepwalk out of my heart
Sleepwalk in the daytime
Access to all fours
Sleepwalk in a straight line
Leading out of the door

Shop through city on a world of eyes
Marvelously dead
These friends of mine need exercise
They sleepwalk instead

No guardian angle intercepts the
Sleepwalkin’ kid
Who sleepwalks the fractured steps
To the sleepwalking skids

The way the private eye goes
About his ancient art.
I can do it with me eyes closed,
Sleepwalk out of my heart

Stop, look, listen to the zombie
The hoochie coochie blues
Black slacks and a crombie
Gucci shoes

A psycho stud and his steady girl
Are heading right this way
When all the footsteps in the world
Sleepwalk away

A victim of ambition
Loitering with intent
The human condition
But who knows what percent

Goodbye from me till now
I never really care
Sleepwalk anyhow
Anywhere

Sleepwalk, talk
Faster and faster
One of these talking birds
Sleepwalk away from disasters
Like they never occured

Too much devotion
Keeps me apart
Sleepwalk in slow motion
Out of my heart

In the creepy zilch of subways
The sub pedestrian plod
Sleepwalk on Sunday
Beneath the domes of God

Such a hazardous pastime
I’m gonna be smart
Sleepwalk for the last time
Out of my heart

Sleepwalk on duty
See myself in a pool
A sleepwalking cutie
Sleepwalking fool

Stuck in the afternoon
They do go on
When normal service is resumed
I’ll be sleepwalking young

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