Anny Celsi SO MANY BAD DREAMS Some nights make you feel like the devil’s own punching bag Everything that you touch falls apart at the seams Every day you wake up on the edge of a crying jag How can one girl have so many bad dreams? Once I felt like a queen with the whole world in front of me Every night I sat down to strawberries and cream But now the servants have fled and there’s rats in the scullery How can one girl have so many bad dreams? I woke up on the beach, I was still in my party dress It was too late to cry, I was too tired to scream The ship was on fire, the captain went down I guess How can one girl have so many bad dreams? Just when you thought you could go back to sleep These are the days when your nights should be sweet But you’re all tangled up in the sheets There’s a hole in my heart where there used to be confidence What if everyone knows that I’m not what I seem? I can step on the stage, but I can’t fool the audience How can one girl have so many bad dreams? Now I’m hitchhiking west, the cars are like lightning bolts Every truck disappears in a curtain of steam And the highway is littered with blankets and overcoats How can one girl have so many bad dreams?