Sleeping In - The Postal Service

Last week I had the strangest dream

Where everything was exactly how it seemed

Where there was never any mystery of who shot John F. Kennedy

It was just a man with something to prove

Slightly bored and severely confused

He steadied his rifle with his target in the center

And became famous on that day in November

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Again last night I had that strange dream

Where everything was exactly how it seemed

No concerns about the world getting warmer

People thought that they were just being rewarded

For treating others as they’d like to be treated

For obeying stop-signs and curing diseases

For mailing letters with the address of the sender

Now we can swim any day in November

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping

(Now we can swim any day in November)

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh, ooh

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh, ooh

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh, ooh

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh

(Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in)

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh, ooh

(Don't wake me, I plan on sleeping

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in)

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping in

Don’t wake me, I plan on sleeping, ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh, ooh