Janitors and alleycats are leering in the corners of my mind
It is after hours
I'm lying in my bed but I can't fall asleep
The springs are squeaky and this mattress is keeping Max awake
From all my tossing and turning
I'm not a tortured soul but I may lose my mind if I can't fall asleep this week

Architects and engineers are turning all the wheels in your mind
They'll keep it up till daybreak
There is nothing you can do, There is no place you can hide
But you can think about the breaking day and its coming joys
Oh! the anticipation
And you know there will be pain, you know there will be lies,
but that won't keep you from waking up

Janitors and alleycats, architects and engineers all
Are sitting down for morning tea they're sending out the invitations
You're all invited to the ball
You're all invited to the ball
You're all invited to the ball