Caught in the sand at the edge of the land Count your blessings now if you got 'em you still can People in your castle Told to not look down Got Locked out of the wilderness And forced to stick around Forced to stick around Forced to stick around Forced to stick around I need one of these days To sleep off these nights And this plane to be on time For me it wasn't pretty Wasn't all she wrote My lady caught me playing in the devils overcoat Thought I had it coming Sure to be a mess He'll hit you with his potions The one that makes you guess The one that makes you guess The one that makes you guess The one that makes you guess I need one of these days To sleep off these nights And this plane to be on time I need one of these days To sleep off these nights And this plane to be on time