Sleep clouds disperse and settle on my bed    Leave my eyes, but cling like cobwebs to my head   It’s like a book I never read   All the dust inside my head      Can’t be bought and you can keep tomorrow    Can’t be saved, there ain’t no flies on me   Can’t be caught, the plague that ate your soul   Can keep away from me      Down the evening rain falls   Waltzing round my feet   Paints reflections of the houses on my street   Drawn out as the night draws in   By the sound of laughing   The smell of sin      Can’t be bought and you can keep tomorrow    Can’t be saved, there ain’t no flies on me   Can’t be caught, the plague that ate your soul   Can keep away from me      Smile again for me   As if you’re going to say   Nothing could have done all this   Then gone away   I may have just saved my life   On a childish whim or a pretty rhyme      Can’t be bought and you can keep tomorrow    Can’t be saved, there ain’t no flies on me   Can’t be caught, the plague that ate your soul   Can keep away from me (x2)