Blew the dust off a wooden box    And set it on the piano    Nasty words came from its mouth    The bite marks were to follow    I should have given it away       I never dream x4      Wide awake for much too long    My eyes glued to the table    Tried to feign authority    But sadly wasn't able    And then it threw me to the floor       I never dream x4      They say I'm late by half a century    He died in 1943    I can't just leave    He smells it when I'm gone    So I just take it in my sleep      I never dream x5