Stuffed beneath your head
The regulator's swinging pendulum
And though I feel like crying
And switched up all the locks
That I would get lost along the way
Dream with the feathers of angels
You should have chained up all the doors
Dream with the feathers of angels
The angels would speed me away
The regulator's swinging pendulum
And how many times have I prayed
Is his wallet fat?
Stuffed beneath your head
How many times have I prayed
Lying on your back
Come with me and walk the longest mile
And got another dog
Is his wallet leather?
You should have closed your windows
I swear tonight, I'll cry no more
For not a year later it's got you
