Don't interrupt me, I'm dreaming
There is nothing that can keep
the thief who's behind
the stage in my mind
from stealing the show in my sleep

The councilman's nightmares are haunted
by the playground's budgetary strain
He screams as he's chased
by the teens who defaced
a bench with a plaque of his name

Don't you dare pinch me, I'm dreaming
I'm somewhere off the coast of Japan
Life is a slog, and it isn't very long
so let me still dream while I can

Don't interrupt me, I'm dreaming
and I don't have the words to describe it
They just get in the way
of what I'm trying to say
when I'm trying to take you inside it

At a honky tonk just west of heaven
where the spirit of Hank Williams sings
I'm smoking cigars with dead country stars
and it's raining guitar strings

Don't you dare pinch me, I'm dreaming
and I'm steering a catamaran
Life is a slog, and it isn't very long
so let me still dream while I can

When I awake from my dreaming
to a world I can hardly endure
it's as if in my sleep
I was draped with a sheet
and stored with the old furniture

In the room where they keep a madwoman
in an unused wing of the estate
where the ceilings are tall
and books line the walls
there's a piano that's never been played

So why not pick up the piano
or read through the books on the shelves?
Well, life is a slog, and it isn't very long
so let's not kid ourselves

Don't you dare pinch me, I'm dreaming
and this one's a ten out of ten
Life is a slog, and it won't be very long
until I am dreaming again