Bet'cha Your Job

I had a dream it was my birthday today
For a while it became normal
But now I wish that I had not forgot so much
Was there a battle here?
Me vs. Me?
Perhaps, perhaps
(I dunno)
But here it is now anyway
The kid’s (severed) head –
Right there in my lap!
I (notice that now I)
Got my head in my hands
And my hands are in my lap
(Head in hands)
(Hands in lap)
I don’t know if I do (know) though
If it’s bad news or bad ass

(Wake up dreaming still)
But here I am now anyway, and it’s my birthday
Swear to God I’m gonna buy something bad
(Maybe an apple bi-product)
(Or a product by Apple)
And I don’t know, but I’ll bet you your job that
It will be the baddest thing you ever seen

I sure hope that this dream is really just a dream
And I’m saying it once again
I sure do hope that dream was just a dream
Because if it was not then I got a problem
That’s getting to big to be controlled and my hands are just barely not big enough
Plus it’s my birthday, and I don’t need some dead-me to come and ruin it
It’s my birthday, and I swear to God I’m gonna buy something bad