I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow   But its better than sleeping by the wasteside of today   All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open   And the customers were coming and the business was doing great     I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow   Just dreaming dreams and drooling on my bed   All the people in my town would be born   Then they'd get themselves a little hair cut   And then promptly after they'd be dead     I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow   When a drunk girl awoke me on the train   But I did not see her stumbling and I did not hear her mumbling   As I dubbed myself a passenger   And kindly stepped away     I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow I was sleeping   I was sleeping I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow   I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow of tomorrow   Ladies and gentlemen   I was just sleeeeee-ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh     I was sleeping by the wasteside of tomorrow   But it's better than sleeping by the wasteside of today   All the barbershops and funeral-homes were open   And the customers were coming and the business   Was   Doing   Great...