2 O'Clock In The Morning
from:  The King Of High Card Cut
 

It’s 2 O’clock in the morning.

The shadows have fallen off the wall.

A dead man is whispering my name,

while another paces the hall.

It is 3 O’clock in the morning,

and I feel as if I am loosing my mind.

The sun is serenading the moon,

and the stars are keeping time.

It has been a long and cold day,

or is it an never ending night?

Whatever is, is, and whatever that is,

just don’t seem right.

A mouse just swallowed a cat,

the same cat seconds before ate my dog.

A Prince has kissed my second wife,

now the both of them are frogs.

My heart had stopped beating,

my spirit began to float away.

All would have been lost,

if I had not begged myself to stay.

Somewhere in the distance a cow sits the fence,

while a one legged rooster beys at the moon.

My second wife croaked something to the Prince,

and together they hopped out of the room.

It is 4 O’clock in the morning,

and my head won’t stop spinning.

Even though I hold all the cards,

I never seem to be winning.

Damn! 6 O’clock in the morning,

no more time left for sleep.

I bid adieu to my night time companions,

as I step over the headless man at my feet.