[Verse 1]
It's not about the boy found slain
It ain't about his lips, blood drained
You should've seen his dreams dissolve
Into the dumpster behind the mall

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm going down, to the wonderful life
I'm going down, inside a satellite
I'm going down, on the bullet train
I'm going down, on the perfect dream

[Verse 2]
It's not about the freeway drone
That score her tired journeys home
Softly licking her to sleep
Her eyes are closed to the brake light streaks

[Pre-Chorus]
I'm going down to the wonderful life
I'm going down inside a satellite
I'm going down on the bullet train
I'm going down on the perfect dream

[Chorus]
Sleep in the softest bed
Eat everything you need
Never ask anyone
For anything at all
[Bridge]
Why can't I stroke this world to sleep?
Please help me stroke this world to sleep

[Verse 3]
It's not about his prescription brain
Deprived of pills that keep it sane
He told himself he could go it alone
See him plead with the unplugged phone

[Chorus]
Sleep in the softest bed
Eat everything you need
Never ask anyone
For anything at all
That restless old monkey
Prisoned inside of me
Stiff bones that close him in
He waits trapped deep within

[Outro]
I'm going down to the wonderful life
I'm going down inside a satellite
I'm going down on the SST
I'm going down on the perfect dream
I'm going down to the wonderful life
I'm going down like a ripped up kite
I'm going down with broken ribs
I'm going down to a dirty crib