Blew the dust off a wooden box
And set it on the piano
Nasty words came from its mouth
The bite marks were to follow
I should have given it away
I never dream x4
Wide awake for much too long
My eyes glued to the table
Tried to feign authority
But sadly wasn't able
And then it threw me to the floor
I never dream x4
They say I'm late by half a century
He died in 1943
I can't just leave
He smells it when I'm gone
So I just take it in my sleep
I never dream x5