The Dream Police - David Byrne

Combing the snakes in his head

Reading a book in his bed

Getting ready for the night to begin

Waiting for daylight to end

In this court of law

This court of common pleas

The crimes that you’ve committed

You claim were only a dream

Ev’ryone has the same dreams

On diff’rent days of the week

We are the watchdogs of your mind

We are the dream police

The judge has closed his eyes

The court begins to dream

Of crimes that you committed

While you were lying asleep

Ev’reyone has the same dreams

On diff’rent days of the week

We are the watchdogs of your mind

We are the dream police

Combing the snakes in his head

Reading a book in his bed

Getting ready for the night to begin

Waiting for daylight to end

Getting ready for the night to begin

Waiting for daylight to end