In My Dreams

What's the point? It's out of joint And I can't Get it in It's whacked It's fucked It's crazy-pooped So where do I begin I'm so old And tired now Plus I have lost The knack I spend a lot Of precious time Just dreaming In the sack Because dreaming Is so soothing It's peaceful As can be In my dreams I'm not So out of joint And I'm free To just be me