No bad dream fucker's gonna boss me around Christian brothers gonna take him down But it can't help me get over Don't be cross It's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Fake concerns is what's the matter, man And you think I ought to shake your motherfucking hand Well I know how much you care Don't be cross It's sick what I want I've seen the boss blink on and off Come here by me, I want you here Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear Nightmares become me, it's so fucking clear
