Duvet Fever The Paranoid Style

My hands are tied
My feet don’t even touch the ground
In this dreamland cafeteria
Pennies turn into pounds

I’m getting nervous in this
Green and pleasant land
I’ve got an appointment with fear and
Ghost insurance man

Safe from all harm
The household sleeps tonight
The bank manager in our fitted wardrobe is a
Strong and silent type, who

Gives out breathing spaces
Pay up and go back to sleep
Stick your hand through this hole in the wall
And start counting sheep, while

[Chorus]
Shadowy-gray bedroom walls stand to attention through the night
A hundred silent addition machines are working overtime
Nights searching index files, bedtime through ’til dawn
Checking names in the main accounting hall