The mom is angry with the dad Too many bottles, to bad behavior And they're yelling, screaming, hitting tables And in the room next door, there is a little boy He is trying, trying to sleep Trying to shut out all the noises But it's so loud, so he tells them he can't sleep But do they care, no they don't So the little boy goes back to bed Turns around to his left side Sees if it helps to face the wall instead of the living room And eventually, he falls asleep We can only hope, it is with sweet dreams The next day, the dad is drunk again Even though it's tuesday And even though they are bored He upsets the mom And they're yelling, and hitting tables And in the room next door, there is the little boy He is trying, he is trying to sleep Trying to shut out all the noises But it's so loud, so he tells them he can't sleep But do they care, no they don't So the little boy goes back to bed Turns around to his left side Sees if it helps to face the wall instead of the living room And eventually, he falls asleep We can only hope, it is with sweet dreams Oh-oh Ten years later, the parents are still fighting The boy is nineteen and he doesn't care anymore But wherever he goes to bed He is unable to fall asleep On his right side