The Monkees - Daydream Believer

The Monkees - Daydream Believer



Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings,
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six oclock alarm would never ring.
But it rings, and I rise,
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer,
And a homecoming queen?

You once thought of me,
As a white knight on his steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Woh, and our good times starts and end,
Without dollar one to spend.
But how much, baby, do we really need?


Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer,
And a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer,
And a homecoming queen?

[Short instrumental break.]

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer,
And a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer,
And a homecoming queen?
Cheer up, sleepy Jean.
[Fade.]
Oh, what can it mean,
To a daydream believer...