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

Do you believe in life after love I can feel something inside me say I really don't think you're strong enough I don't need you anymore No matter how hard I try You keep pushing me aside And I can't break through There's no talking to you It's so sad

Better be comin' with no strings I got a really big team They need some really nice things We need some really nice things We need some really big rings And they need some really big rings They need some really big rings Man what a time 'Cause I got a

Will you care When I'm gone And it's time And I've really had enough And I'm sorry For the trouble Thats been costing us so much Splitting apart, it's getting harder to tell what you want So bored with these games, games

Till everything is normal now, I know If that's what's normal now And they will break down When they get excited, they try to hide it Look at those normals go I've never really ever met a normal person And they will break you down I don't want to know Do

Wish I had no expectations All these tears that I cry while I'm turned to the side And you're in the same fucking bed But I expect, you expect, we expect With no confrontation I really wish we could talk about it instead Up in bed, all alone Wondering

You can get it if you really want But you must try, try and try, try and try You'll succeed at last You'll succeed at last, mmh, yeah Persecution you must fear Win or lose you're about to get your share Got your mind set on a dream You can get it though

Now I'm not really one for drinking songs but Don't wanna think about you right now Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh 'Cause if I did, it would be damn bad And I'd show up at your house I was screaming at your door Saying "what the fuck is wrong with you?" I thought

Karen, take me to the nearest famous city middle where they hang the lights Where it's random and it's common versus common, la la la I'm really worked up I have weird memories of you I have weird memories of you wearing long red socks and red shoes I

The New York Times (Extra, extra, read all about it) They say you can win anywhere if you can win here And you ain't been no where if you ain't been here Hustle hard, yeah it really ain't a game mane Same places, different faces, on the train mane New