Jetlag

Heave my body to the dancing floor,
I have never known how to sleep
I don't know what time it is
It is always pitch dark.

Fox step- you twitch your eyes open
From under the sleeping mask,
You pull the window open and peer
Through the window to watch
The stars and the rising sun.

Dancing like a suit n' tux,
He snores through his roughly built moustche
His head rested on his brief case.

I am trapped in this seat
And eagerly busting to go to the toilet
So I call the attendant
But he wakes up anyway
And with courtesy
Lets me clean my bladder.

Heave my body to the dancing floor
Step one two three
Step one two three,
Time delay means that one country
Just woke up
And my last three days have been blended to one
And my sleep has been shredded up
So I'm drinking coffee
And trying not to remember a thing.

Breakfast at 5:30
Which is more like lunchtime in America
And rediculous at our terms.