Four Hours In Washington

Well it's one in the morning and I can't sleep at night
I hear wolves around the doorstep, they're circling outside
I count them jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet
Now it's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep

It's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep
There's a wind in the willows and it's a-howling down the street
I hear them picking up the garbage, gonna fly it to the moon
Now it's three in the morning, better get some sleeping soon

It's three in the morning, better get some sleeping soon
I've gotta count the numbers in the counselor's room
And if I miss a beat well then it's off with my head
Now it's four in the morning and I'm twisting in my bed

It's four in the morning and im turning in my bed
I wish I had a dream or a nightmare in my head
So I can stop my imagination and get some sleeping done
Now it's five in the morning and I'm wishing it was one