Put the pillow under your head I'm sick and tired of all your worries Shut up and say goodnight Say your prayers and turn off the light I'm sick and tired of all your sob-stories
Shut up and shut your eyes No more histrionics no more college tries Stop pushing stop shoving stop straining You're a late night faucet that's got a drip All you're doing is merely complaining
The excuse that you're crazy is useless You're not biting you're barking you're toothless But you're ruthless (you're Rufus)
Shut up and count some sheep
And do me a favour don't bitch in your sleep No more agony please no more sorrow Shut up and catch some Z's Ice cream with a cherry plus big pretty please I promise we'll resume tomorrow...Goodnight More from Wainwright Loudon