A New Brain Company - An Invitation to Sleep in My Arms lyrics

[MIMI] Now that we know what the problem is, we're gonna get it fixed [GORDON] Tomorrow they'll strap me down on a bed And remove the top of my head Which is why I don't think that now's the right time To have too much hope I may be a dope But I don't think so No, I don't think so No, I don't think so [ROGER] Would you ever consider lying close to me tonight Could be exciting I'm inviting you to sleep in my arms Maybe we'll laugh too loud Maybe we'll dance and you will sing Maybe we'll smile at all the pleasures Sex and eating often bring Maybe we'll say no words Just saying nothing is sublime Maybe we'll read a book you always meant to read For which you hadn't found the time [RHODA] Excuse me But Bungee's calling to state How though he knows you're about to sedate But by tomorrow at ten he needs the “Yes” song [GORDON] f** him! [RHODA] He said no matter what, he's going to rehearse the “Yes” song [GORDON] He'll wait [RHODA] He said his son, Mr. Music, wrote a verse of the “Yes” song He's going to use if your song isn't finished [MIMI] Rhoda! [RHODA] Tonight then, just disregard what he said And sit and reminisce with Roger instead If you get over-anxious, pick up a pen Finish the song, maybe I'm wrong But I don't think so No, I don't think so No, I don't think so [GORDON] I'd love to love but need to write I get distracted so damn easily! [ROGER] Forget the writing I'm inviting you To sleep in my arms [GORDON] They'll be other nights I'll have To sleep your arms [ROGER] And if you snore [GORDON] I should have done what I meant to do [ROGER] I'll let you snore [GORDON] I could have been what I meant to be [ROGER] Maybe there's more! [GORDON] I could have written the score To a rise or a symphony [ROGER] Maybe there's more Maybe we'll say No words Just saying nothing Is sublime Maybe we'll read a book You always meant to read [GORDON] A simple Symphony A simple Symphony A simple Symphony [GORDON] Look, it's my decision, ok! [MIMI] Nobody asked my opinion But why don't you tell him His was the best invitation? Why is he making such a scene? While you sit discussing what you've got to discuss I'm off to your place for a date with Mr. Clean, I love him! Lie with the man What are you, stupid? Go and fly with the man At least tonight, go fly While I depart in hope and not in sorrow Goodbye, my loves, goodbye Operation tomorrow Rhoda [GORDON] Tonight, though, could be my very last chance To write a something I could be remembered by It may not be a great song But it could be my last song So I hope you'll understand If I simply kiss your hand And say goodnight