[Verse 1] As another evening ends late and night tailgates daybreak Friends, mates and jailbait wait to relocate As two drunk girls gyrate it just serves to frustrate The crowd of guys that didnt vacate their prostate I just observe as my headphones vibrate Its so serene even when they make scrapes Theres always someone to placate the irate And as it arrives the crowd waylays the N8 From the top deck I love this night time tour of the city Seeing areas now vibrant where they used to be shitty These used to be the streets of the broken homes Now everybody dresses like Paloma Faith and Ebony Bones When housings cheap two types of people tend to then descend on it First its rough then the arty types start climbing up on it Sometimes they mix well and sometimes these things are too phonic If not discerning with their mouth theyll lose a tooth or two from it [Hook x2] I got a lot of love for the nightbus sleepers A world away from the drunks and the tweakers Sat there they prove theres still a place for the dreamers I got a lot of love for the nightbus sleepers [Verse 2] She seems threatless like the butterfly on her necklace Something sets her separate from the homoerectus Sleeps sweet bliss, its sweep infectious Her hands become her pillow, comfortably ambidextrous If you can hold your head when all around you are boisterous Or quite the opposite late night back seat coitus If you can hold your head despite the fact that you aint conscious Then in my eyes you are luminescent like phosphorus So onwards sleeping beauties pay no heed to the real world This cant compete with the scenes your dreams meld Seems these routines just repeat cant be felled Conveyor belt, in spite of sleeps cousin, its upheld Sleep, in spite of the light, the fights that might ignite Sleep, resist the itch to sit and twitch and click your iPhone Sleep, escape this place, let glass replace your pillow case Sleep, rest in peace and sleep in beauty [Hook x2]
sleep, nightbus, sleeper, spite, threatless