"Peek A Boo" lyrics

"Peek A Boo"

When I'm down
Really down
Nothing matters
Nothing does
I close my eyes
To go to sleep
But I can't sleep
I can't sleep

Please hear my cry for help
And save me from myself

Junior high
I lost my mind
I don't know why
It's a terrible thing
Since that day
It's been a struggle
Trying to make sense
Out of scrambled eggs

Please hear my cry for help
And save me from myself

I painted a bar
And I never got paid
In a town where everyone was unemployed
I was locked in
On Easter day
All I had to eat was a piece of bread
When I got home
My mother said
"You're a lazy bum
And that's how come
You suffer like that
And you'll starve
All your life
All your life"
Spoken just like it was a curse
But it didn't really sound so bad
I like to make things up
It's the healthiest thing that I do
But I'm tired
From being kidnapped
By a dark wolf that would do me in

Please hear my cry for help
And save me from myself

I'm just saying how I feel
Maybe you could try to understand
I'm a man who needs you

When I'm down
Really down
Nothing matters
Nothing does
I close my eyes
To go to sleep
But I can't sleep
I can't sleep
You can listen
To these songs
Have a good time
And walk away
But for me
It's not that easy
I have to live these songs forever

Please hear my cry for help
And save me from myself


Writer(s): Daniel Johnston
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