Four Hours in Washington

Well, it's one in the morning and i can't sleep at night
 I hear wolves around the doorstep
 They're circling outside
 I count 'em jumping over fences, and landing on the sheet
 Now, it's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep
 It's two in the morning and I can't fall asleep
 There's a wind in the willows
 And it's a howling down the street
 I hear it picking up the garbage, gonna fly it to the moon
 Now it's three in the morning better get some sleeping soon
 It's three in the morning better get some sleeping soon
 I'm gonna count the numbers in the counsellor's room
 And if I miss a beat, well, then it's off with my head
 Now it's four in the morning and I'm twisting in my bed
 It's four in the morning and I'm turning in my bed
 I wish i had a dream or a nightmare in my head
 So i drop my imagination and get some sleeping done
 Now it's five in the morning and I'm wishing it was one