Sleeping Bag

[Verse] Open up the door Lay the orange juice on the floor We're having a picnic On the other side of town There's sleeping bags and fire And it's getting down to the wire So grab yourself a spot And settle down a while Because it's getting hard to think And my clothes are starting to shrink And the moon is sagging down Like a metal ball And the world is a holiday Smoking' in an old ashtray They just blow it out their nose And say okay So let's try to make it last The past is still the past And tomorrow is just another crazy scam