No bad dream fucker's gonna boss me around

Christian brothers gonna take him down

But it can't help me get over

Don't be cross

It's sick what I want

I've seen the boss blink on and off

Fake concerns is what's the matter, man

And you think I ought to shake your motherfucking hand

Well I know how much you care

Don't be cross

It's sick what I want

I've seen the boss blink on and off

Come here by me, I want you here

Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear

Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear