Sleepytime Cartoon
Embracing Midnight Moments: Sleepytime Reflections
Lyrics
Coming home late from work, standing outside in the dark,
Returning home late from work, standing outside in the dark.
It's three o'clock and I'm fumbling for my keys.
It's 3 o'clock, and the speaker is searching for their keys.
I ought to fix that front porch light, maybe tomorrow I'll remember
Considering fixing the front porch light, but likely procrastinating.
Then I laugh when I remember that I won't.
Reflecting on the tendency to forget tasks, finding humor in it.
Maybe it's wasting time, the way I'm spending mine,
Questioning if the speaker is wasting time with their current activities.
Guess I should get something done.
Feeling the need to accomplish something instead of idling.
While everyone's asleep, I claim that time for me,
Claiming time for oneself while others are asleep.
And it's too dark to be mowing that lawn.
Acknowledging it's too dark to mow the lawn at this hour.
Pickin' up pork chop bones left on the floor by my bad dog
Picking up pork chop bones left by a misbehaving dog.
Mumbling to myself.
Muttering to oneself, possibly expressing frustration or contemplation.
Take a look in the fridge, grab some Tostitos and picante sauce
Checking the fridge, grabbing snacks, and heading to a chair.
And I'm headed for my chair.
Preparing to relax in a designated chair.
Maybe it's wasting time, the way I'm spending mine,
Reiterating the possibility of wasting time and the need for productivity.
Guess I should get something done.
Expressing the speaker's internal conflict about using time efficiently.
While everyone's asleep, I claim that time for me,
Claiming personal time during the night when others are asleep.
And it's tood dark to be mowing that lawn.
Repeating the acknowledgment that it's too dark for lawn mowing.
Enough of that TV jones,
Mentioning a desire to stop watching TV and engage in other activities.
Turn it off and crawl into bed with my dead wife
Turning off the TV and joining a bed where the speaker's spouse is deceased.
Fumbling with my sheets.
Fumbling with sheets, possibly struggling with emotions related to loss.
Turn out the light, turn over and kick out my cat
Turning off the light and interacting with a cat in bed.
It's a Sleepytime Cartoon.
Referring to the nighttime routine as a "Sleepytime Cartoon."
Maybe it's wasting time, the way I'm spending mine,
Repeating the contemplation of time usage and potential wastefulness.
Guess I should get something done.
Expressing the ongoing internal conflict regarding productivity.
While everyone's asleep, I claim that time for me,
Reiterating the claim of personal time during others' sleep and darkness.
And it's too dark to be mowing that lawn.
Repeating the acknowledgment that it's too dark for lawn mowing.
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