Together we're invincible And tonight we can truly say And during the struggle They will pull us down Turn things around But please, please let's use this chance to Follow through Make our dreams come true Don't give up the fight

Where the elite always meet Down in New Orleans, the land of dreams Or just how much it really means The land of dreams where I can lose My Basin Street blues Now won't you come along with me To the Mississippi? We'll take a trip to the land of dreams

Each place I go only the lonely go Some little small cafe The songs I know only the lonely know Each melody recalls a love that used to be The dreams I dream only the lonely dream Of lips as warm as May That hopeless scheme only the lonely scheme That

Marilyn Monroe and the Garden of Eden, never grow up, never grow old Just another rebel in the great wide open, on the boulevard of broken dreams And I learned everything I needed to know from John Cougar, John Deere, John 3:16 Everything I needed I'm a

Whiskey or the Bible A shot glass or revival When you don't seem to run on either side of the fence People act like you don't make sense These big town dreams that I've been chasin' Will never come true if I wind up stayin' And I don't want to fall in

Don't die young, don't get old Hey, gonna shine like gold Take every turn on the winding road Give me your hand, baby, don't let go They say there's a light at the end of the tunnel But we're living on sweet dreams and neon signs We can run but there

Aye, put a finger in the sky if you want it nigga Aye, put two fingers in the sky if you want it She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (Bigger dreams) She fuck with small town niggas, I got bigger dreams (Bigger dreams, dreams, listen) Club

But I still miss you. Everything seems like a city of dreams, dreams, I never know why, There she's standing in a field of lights, I close my eyes, And I still miss you. And I still miss you, But I still miss you,

I know you got away, I know you got away All my time is consumed with your face I tell myself that this feeling will fade Na na na na na na na And I know, and I know, and I know that it won't I've seen you in my dreams You turn them to gold and shatter

'you should learn to speak a little bit of english Bits of songs and broken drums Are all he could recall Don't be scared of a suit and tie. Learn to walk in the dreams of the foreigner -- I am a third world child So he spoke to me