Sleepwalkers
People call themselves workers and lovers
Finding the time in love and work
A Castle in the sand they call it home
Dreaming of cars and fast food
Sleepwalkers Oh, yeah
The dream lingers on, on in the antfarm
Working every day - no food for thought
Walking every hour in a nightmare
They are calling it their life
Sleepwalkers Oh, yeah
Waking up the the sleep, waking up the sleepers
They are living in a lie, lie, lie, lie, lie, lie. lie
Oh, yeah
