Dreams on Demand - WOMPS

It’s warm outside

Where did the winter go?

I’ll hibernate until the sight of snow

I’ll lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low

Bleach blonde hair, a pack of twenty smokes

Parked out front but I don’t want to go

I’ll lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Are on demand

Once I died, I never let it go

The warmth I felt was just an afterglow

I’ll lay low, lay low, lay low, lay low

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Dream dreams, all the dreams I have

Are on demand

Cold in, warm out

Cold in, warm out

Cold in, warm out

Cold in, warm out, out, out