Good Luck Mr. Gorsky

Good Luck Mr. Gorsky - Sleeper

Written by：Louise Wener/Stephen Street

Rides his bike on a tarmac causeway

Makes him

Ten feet tall and drives him anywhere

Dreams of rockets and home run heroes

Takes the brakes off

On the big hills for a dare

Oh when it's dark here

There's a voice

That will always call you in

But you don't care

You still sleep

Without thinking best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

There's a clock on the wall

And it ticks when you're small

Counting for you

Best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the worlds waiting for you

There's a plaque on the wall

That your wife won at school

Cleans it for you

Making holes in the tall white fences

And a hundred curtains flicker as you pass

Think that man must be ninety seven

Built a telescope he focused on the stars

Model proccesing boxes

Never look

Like the pictures on the front

But that's ok

They still fly on elastic

Best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

There's a clock on the wall

And it ticks when you're small

Counting for you

Best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

There's a plaque on the wall

That your wife won at school

Cleans it for you

Best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

Best of luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

Good luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you

Good luck Mr Gorsky

All the world's waiting for you