d.r.i. - i'd rather be sleeping lyrics

from sun-up to sun-down
decisions make my head spin round
make me drunk, sick and tired
keep me up 'till i retire
and while i could be out bar hopping
meat market, rocker-chick shopping
out there, chasing my dick
in it's never-ending search for chicks
but, i'd rather be sleeping
in my bed, crashed out
a slice of death, wrapped up
all in wool, passed out
drunk, you stupid fool
no more waking hassles
weary of the daily battles
so on my bed, i lay curled
a "could be" man of the world
but, i'd rather be sleeping
in my bed, crashed out
a slice of death, wrapped up
all in wool, passed out
drunk, you stupid fool