No girls allowed in the back of the van No crying now or holding hands No long-neck birds with its head in its hands No foreign papers exchanging hands That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream Is just a chapel bell, and it wakes you every evening A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues Sleep, Sleep, Ring me to sleep No signs or sirens to keep us out No silver lining or song about No mound of islands can make this out No mound of island can make this out That lonely siren song you've been hearing in your dream Is just a chapel bell, and it wakes you every evening A lonesome song, but it's someone else's blues Sleep, sleep, ring me to sleep There's no time to fall in love