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Paint a moustache on the Mona Lisa
Ride a Harley through the heart of danger
Pick up a pen and fight a war
For the right to dream I was seventeen
GIve up my house and
Sleep for nights on concrete
Meditate with all the bums on vine street
No more runnin', no more hidin'
In the house of the dead
I think I'll grow some dreads

I believe in the sanctity of dreams
No more runnin' from
These masqueraders
I believe that society
Will never dream like me

I dream of love and
The empty graveyard
I dream of vegas and
The transcendental wildcard
A place where no one waits
To die before they go into the light
And just the blind have sight
I follow nothin' but
The compass of my instinct
No matter where he leads,
I know he'll take me to the brink
And leave me there, all by myself,
And all alone with my dreams
Can you hear my scream?

I believe in the sanctity of dreams
No more runnin' from
These masqueraders
I believe that society
Will never dream like me
Never dream like me
Society will never dream like me
Never dream like me

I believe in the sanctity of dreams
No more runnin' from
These masqueraders
I believe that society
Will never dream like me
I believe in the sanctity of dreams
No more runnin' from
These masqueraders
I believe that society
Will never dream like me
Never dream like me
Society (x2) will never dream like me
Society (x3) will never dream like me

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