I spend these waking hours looking for sandman
I spend these waking hours looking for his master plan
I’ll wait ‘til morning ‘til [bad word] to my house
He will give no warning when he’s knocking me out

So sing me to sleep, tonight
And don’t bring me back, to life

I spend these waking hours looking for the sandman
I spend these waking hours looking for his master plan
He’ll be sorry when [bad word] to my house
I’ll show no mercy till the lights go out

So sing me to sleep, tonight
And don’t bring me back, to life

We’re waiting for the sandman, but he never hears the call.