An Invitation to Sleep in My Arms

Lyrics

[GORDON] Tomorrow they'll strap me down on a bed And remove the top of my head! Which is why I don't think nows 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 havеn't found the time.. (RHODA's cell phonе rings) [RHODA, spoken] Oh god, sorry Hello? (sung) Excuse me, but Bungee's calling to state How though he knows you're about to sedate But by tomorrow at 10 he needs the "Yes song" [GORDON] Fuck him! [RHODA] He says no matter what He's going to rehearse the "Yes song" [GORDON] He'll wait [RHODA] He says his son, "Mr. Music" wrote a verse of the "Yes song" He's going to use if your song isn't finished.. Tonight, then Just disregard what he says And sit and reminiscence with Roger instead! If you get overanxious 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/(ROGER)/RHODA] I'd love to love But need to write.. I get distracted so damn easily! (Forget the writing) (I'm inviting you) There are other nights (To sleep in my arms) I'll have to sleep in your arms! (And if you snore) I should've done What I meant to do (I'll let you snore) I could've been Who I meant to be (Maybe theres more) I could've written The score to our lives (Maybe theres more) Or a symphony A simple symphony (Maybe we'll say) A simple symphony! I'm just afraid (No words) That you'll lose this job (Just saying) A simple symphony 'Cause Bungee's (Nothing) Bungee (Is sublime) You'll lose this job! (Maybe we'll) A simple symphony.. (Read a book) (You always meant) You need this job! (To read) [GORDON, spoken] Look, it's my decision, okay? [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 gotta discuss I'm off to your place for a date with Mr. Clean I love him! Lie with the man Whaddaya, 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 [GORDON] Tonight, though Could be my very last chance To write something I could be remembered by.. It may not be a great song But it could be my last song And I hope you'll understand If I simply kiss your hand And say Goodnight..