The American Nightmare

"Getting ready for bed at a regular time is one of the most important habits you can learn
 David has probably never stopped to think what a wonderful thing sleep is
 Dreams are normal too
 Going to bed at a regular time each night makes it easier to go right off to sleep"
 Rest your head, here's a lullaby
 A melody for heavy eyes
 Early to bed, early to die!
 Welcome to your worst nightmare!
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 Fast to sleep, it's all in your head now!
 Past the street where they cursed my name!
 But I won't be forsaken
 Craven my revenge from the shallow grave where I went down in flames
 The beast has been awakened
 When night comes creeping
 My cruel hand will rock you to sleep
 I'm the American nightmare with American dreams
 Of counting the bodies while you count sheep
 I'm the American nightmare, yeah, I'm living the dream
 I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver screen (sweet dreams, ah!)
 Fell in love with hate 'cause evil fit like a glove, it's fate that I'm still here
 And I won't be forsaken
 Wicked when I was just a man but sickening now and fed by fear!
 The beast has been awakened
 No!
 They all think it's just pretend!
 You'll never, ever sleep again
 All your friends are fucking dead! (dead, dead, dead)
 You can't turn down your own deathbed
 When night comes creeping
 My cruel hand will rock you to sleep
 I'm the American nightmare with American dreams
 Of counting the bodies while you count sheep
 I'm the American nightmare, yeah, I'm living the dream
 I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver screen
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 I'm the American nightmare, I'm the man of the dreams
 Where the glove is God, so I'm sinking my claws in the silver screen
 One, two— dreams do come true
 Three, four,— see you at the morgue
 Five, six— he'll get his fix
 Seven, eight— now shake the twisted hand of fate!
 No!
 Shake the twisted hand of fate!
 No!
 All your friends are fucking dead! (dead, dead, dead)
 When night comes creeping
 My cruel hand will rock you to sleep
 I'm the American nightmare with American dreams
 Of counting the bodies while you count sheep
 I'm the American nightmare, yeah, I'm living the dream
 I'm slashing my way through the golden age of the silver screen
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 I'm the American nightmare, I'm the man of your dreams
 Where the glove is God, so I'm sinking my claws in the silver screen