Black Dreams Songtext
von Hello Sailor

Well it′s four in the morning
And my body's all aching from the things in the night
No eggs and bacon just black dreams, black dreams
See the man on the windowsill hanging by a silk tie
He don′t wanna die
Black dreams, black dreams

When the crust on your bread goes mouldy
And the numbers on the dollar bills look phony
You gotta ride your pony, you gotta ride your pony
Away from black dreams, black dreams
From the deserts the cities run dark as the habit of a nun
All of those black dreams, black dreams
From the Melbourne shallow river, up the hill to the river
My body shake and shiver and my oil in a quiver
'Cause of black dreams, black dreams


It seems like everybody's got your number
It′s the one you′re all listed under
The case of fire or flood or unholy thunder
Or black dreams, black dreams
I see photographs in the rain
Of towns and cities all drowned in flame
And under my sons and lovers, sisters and brothers
Going over the death fall line
Over the death fall line

When the crust on your bread goes mouldy
And the numbers on the dollar bills look phony
You gotta ride your pony, you gotta ride your pony
Away from black dreams, black dreams
Well it's four in the morning
And my body′s all aching from the things in the night
No eggs and bacon just black dreams, black dreams
From the deserts the cities run dark as the habit of a nun
All of those black dreams, black dreams
I see photographs in the rain
Of towns and cities all drowned in flame
And under my sons and lovers, sisters and brothers
Going over the death fall line
Over the death fall line
Over the death fall line


Well it's four in the morning
And my body′s all aching from the things in the night
No eggs and bacon just black dreams, black dreams
From the deserts the cities run dark as the habit of a nun
Over the death fall line
Over the death fall line
Over the death fall line