Scat intro: Doom doom doom doom doom doom doom doom, doom doom doom doom doom, (repeat)

Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Ashen but touched with incarnadine
His/her complexion like cream without peaches,
As if their blood was drained away by leeches--
Mr. Sandman, I'm so alone
Nobody 'round to hear me moan--
Save me from this durance mean,
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream

Mr. Sandman, maybe tonight,
I'll tease my hair up with Aquanet White
And lace up my boots, the sixteen-hole gougers,
Barcrawl, get drunk, and mourn the world for hours,
And then maybe, after my bender,
I'll meet a queen of unspecified gender
who compliments my color scheme,
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream!

Mr. Sandman, I'm tired of hoping,
for a girl or guy with a thing for moping,
I just want someone who brews their own absinthe,
or has a slight resemblance to someone in "Labyrinth--"
Oh Mr. Sandman, hear me, I pray,
I'm really tragic, not in a good way--
Come darken up my nightclub scene,
Oh Mr. Sandman bring me,
For christ's sake, bring me
please, please, bring me a dream!

Scat: Doom doom etc.