Lyrics: Smith
Music: Elliott Smith
No bad dream ****er'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 ****ing 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 ****ing clear
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 ****ing clear
Nightmares become me it's so ****ing clear