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    "Sleepless in Flatbush"genre: Progressive Metal
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    CD: Alpha
    Credits: (C) 1998 drowning music ltd. all rights reserved.

    Story Behind the Song
    Insomnia plagues us all at some point. Whether it is in fact caused by a sleep disorder remains to be seen or diagnosed. One person's battle with insomnia, stuck in Brooklyn NY

    Lyrics
    Sleepless in Flatbush

    I hear the flatbush's talking
    In their New York tounges
    Spending a couple of nights
    Seeing the west side of dawn
    We're going uptown up, down
    Liking subway nights
    I feel so electric in the lights
    And in the day I pay my dues
    And never lose
    It's what I choose
    You're sipping booze
    While hitting snooze
    You always choose
    The way to lose
    The path of righteousness gets filled
    By all the pessimistic minds
    Beg and scream and lie
    Just passing time
    You brought us back from isolation
    in the park of depravation
    On a winter cold night
    Talking the topics of the nation
    In a chess game
    Checkmate
    Surrender my side
    I lay down my king to die again.

    Who's calling all the shots?
    You're the one who's walking 20 blocks
    To find a reasonable excuse
    Beyond a reasonable doubt
    I am the puppeteer master
    Pulling your strings much faster
    Looking at about how long
    The stuff that you bought says will last you
    Time will only tell my friend
    Just how long the evening is
    Running from town to town
    Ville to Ville you can always call me
    Talking loud to mommy
    Mista Flip-Top can
    Open up the doors into your mind
    A hopeless man.

    I can't hear the flatbush's talking anymore
    4AM creeping up
    Catching up
    Feeling so damm bored
    Programming my thoughts to think
    A 20 story height
    Leaving lessons untaught
    For this restless night
    Help me, help me, help me
    Make decisions in my mind
    Should I go to sleep
    Or make a round
    Just one more time?
    Open up the couch-bed
    Popcorn kernels fall then
    I lie on old sheets
    Dictating thoughts for me to dream.

    (c) 1998 drowning music ltd. All rights reserved. Lyrics reprinted by permission.

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