The Bed

There's a funny lightning
Threatening with striking
But it moves too quick for a pictureThere's a funny lightning
Round the corner hiding
But I'm too smart just to catch it
With gloves and rubberSo I stay put right here
Watching the sky for tears
Let the fools and cowboys roar to wrecksBut if I should wake up and find my home's in half
Who is it? Blame nature, I guess I have to laugh
And if I should wake up and find my bed has moved
Six inches, six closer to the westBut this funny lightning
I wanna invite in
If I could learn how to teach itI salt the corners of
My room because, because
A ghost can never be too carefulAnd if I should wake up and find my home's in half?
Who did it? Oh, nature, I hope you have a laugh
And if I should wake up and find my bed has moved
Twelve inches, twelve closer to my godWhip crash, there's a flash, and I'm back to wanting more
The crack is movin' up the wall
Whip crash there's flash and I'm back to wanting more
I can't help thinking this is warWhip crash, there's a flash, and I'm back to wanting more
The crack is movin' up the wall
Whip crash there's flash and I'm back to wanting more
I can't help thinking this is war