Lyrics:

Scott Leonard)
Vocal Arrangement: Scott Leonard

The lullaby of Broadway

Save me from the bed of nails. Oh, rest a weary head.
Just save me from a dead-end jail
Save me from the bed

Ya know ya gotta catch a few z's, a get some shut-eye.
Ya know ya gotta getcha some sleep.
Ya know it's time to hit -n- the hay, a lay ya head down.
Lay it down for someone to keep.

Oh Lawd this bed of nails
Ya know it's time to saw a few logs, it's time ta turn in.

Plenty o'pain to purchase with a nice tin cup,
Plenty o'padded sells to buy.
But this bed's way too down-filled to wake you up
If you can't lie upon it - just lie.

Bed of nails - sleep with one eye open,
Bed of nails - love to toss n turn,
Bed of nails - ain't no use in hopin'
Ya gotta just learn.

Ya know its time a take you a nap, it's time a nod off.
Don't ya think ya oughta unwind.
Ya know ya gotta getcha some rest, ya better knock off,
Better get yo booty reclined.

The sky's still sunny with or without money.
Feel the warmin' while we do rest.
Risin' in the east, shinin' on a beast
Slowly, surely settin' on the West.

Bed of nails - quiet's never silent
Bed of nails - silent's never still
Bed of nails - ta snore thru all that violence.
Ya better just chill

Next time you fly (tweet tweet tweedlydeedlydeet)
Look down where you lie (m leavin on a jet plane)
Long cool bed a steely long tall nails,
A shootin' for the sky from their dead-end jails.

And sooner or later, out of the East,
Comes a hammer in the hand of a quiet little beast.
And each tall nail that dares to reach up into space
Will pounded n hammered n slammed down into place.

Bed of nails - every point is painful
Bed of nails - a thousand points of spite
Bed of nails - Ya know the weak it ain't for
It hurts me just right,

Ya know ya should be countin' some sheep,
A head to dreamland, ya know ya gotta hit the sack.
Ya know ya gotta getcha some sleep, ya better cash in,
It's time that you was flat on your back