When the smaller picture
Is the same as the bigger picture
You know that you're fucked
And you're trading paper cuts for splinters
You're out of luck
Like sharks don't sleep
And I don't take my eyes off you
The architecture's shit
And my cheeks are all ready and bruised
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
All these mercy killings have got my conscience spinning over (taking advantage)
And the buildings or neighborhood is lacking in soul character (Psychology montage)
We're burning five story buildings laying man traps at the fire exits
Playing feedback over tan oi systems
You look Desperate! You Look Pathetic!
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
One blink for yes Two blinks for no.
Sweet Dreams sweet cheeks we leave alone x10
Is the same as the bigger picture
You know that you're fucked
And you're trading paper cuts for splinters
You're out of luck
Like sharks don't sleep
And I don't take my eyes off you
The architecture's shit
And my cheeks are all ready and bruised
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
All these mercy killings have got my conscience spinning over (taking advantage)
And the buildings or neighborhood is lacking in soul character (Psychology montage)
We're burning five story buildings laying man traps at the fire exits
Playing feedback over tan oi systems
You look Desperate! You Look Pathetic!
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
And it hurts as hard as a blow to the head
Or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest
And sweet dreams sweet cheeks
O tomorrow o tomorrow
One blink for yes Two blinks for no.
Sweet Dreams sweet cheeks we leave alone x10
Lyrics submitted by U-235, edited by daschraanrulz
Sweet Dreams, Sweet Cheeks Lyrics as written by Ellen Waddell Aleksandra Berditchevskaia
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
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The booklet for HONY says, without new paragraphs or anything, but I'll take my liberties:
"When the smaller picture's the same as the bigger picture you know that you're fucked. When you're trading paper cuts for splinters you're out of luck, like sharks don't sleep and I don't take my eyes off you. The architecture's shit and my cheeks are all ruddy and bruised.
***And it hits as hard as a blow to the head or a smash to the skull or a knee to your chest. Sweet dreams; sweet cheeks, oh tomorrow, oh tomorrow, oh tomorrow.
All these mercy killings have got my conscience spilling over and the buildings ornate but its lacking in soul and character. We're burning five story buildings laying man traps at the fire exits, playing feedback over tannoy systems. You look desperate, you look pathetic. / We've paid off the judges and we're taking advantage, pleading our defence in binary and smiley apology montage. Like dignity is equal to desperation and self-effacement. We're holding on to our own grandeur with careful compliment placement.
One blink for yes. Two blinks for no. Sweet dreams, sweet cheeks, we leave alone."