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

Fast asleep, 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 countin' 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 scream

Sweet dreams

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 now

They all think it's just pretend

You'll never ever sleep again

All your friends are fucking 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 countin' 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 scream

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 scream

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!

Now shake the twisted hand of fate

No!

All your friends are fucking dead

When night comes creeping

My cruel hand will rock you to sleep

I'm the American nightmare

With American dreams

Of countin' 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 scream

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 scream