Text: Zutons. Who Killed the Zutons. Moons And Horror Shows.

Today is a day when many fine things will come
Today is just a memory tomorrow
I know that there's some bad things to come
But I'll forget them all until tomorrow
The days are long and nights don't come at all
We eat and drink and then we fall asleep

In bed I dream of moons and horror shows
And then I'll wake up fresh and new tomorrow
In bed I dream of moons and horror shows
And then I'll wake up fresh and new tomorrow

Hmm hmm
(Pum bum pumparampum, pum bum pumparampum)
Hmm hmm
(Pum bum pumparampum, pum bum pumparampum)
Hmm hmm
(Pum bum pumparampum, pum bum pum)
Hmm hmm
(Ooh ooh)

In bed I dream of moons and horror shows
Then I'll wake up fresh and new tomorrow