Sweet Dreams - The Knack

these children of the dark boy

don’t you know they get around

don’t go walking in the park boy

you may never be found

there was this important man and

he saw things he shouldn’t see

now he’s buried in the sand man

now he’s no one really no one

beware of little ones

who never say their prayers at night

take care my foolish one

you may surely die of fright surely die of fri-i-ight

go to sleep

the little ones never sleep no they never sleep

have a care that you never meet one

go to sleep just go to sleep

in the city of your dreams boy

in the darkness of your room

nothing’s ever what it seems boy

in the gathering gloom

yeah these children of the night man

will have you dancing to their tune

they’ll extinguish all the lights and

then you’re no one really no one