A man from the 1950s is accidentally transported to 2019. His once prosperous suburb has been relegated to a homeless shelter. His sons family was killed by the nuclear reactor that was supposed to provide prosperity to the American people. He walked into the only place that he recognized, a diner. He walked in, it was playing the song “Mr.Sandman”. He ordered a drink, but couldn’t pay for it because the price had gone up from $1 to $8. He was kicked out and left on the street. “Bring me a dream”
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make her complexion like peaches and cream
Give her two lips like roses & clover
Then tell me that my lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make him the cutest that I've ever seen
Give him the word that I'm not a rover
Then tell me that my lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream.
Mr. Sandman, bring me a dream
Make her complexion like peaches and cream
Give her two lips like roses & clover
Then tell me that my lonesome nights are over.
Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mr. Sandman, won't you bring me a dream.
Absolutely a Favourite since childhood.. What a Voice I never knew then who the talented singer was... A special friend introduced me to his music 5- 6 years ago, been playing it since. Thank you