She said love, love, love is everything
I said ok, I guess, whatever
She said what does that mean
I said nothin, it's just good to have a backup plan
She said I guess that means you don't got love
I said maybe I love everyone
She said that's the same as lovin no one
I said ok, I guess, whatever
And I have a dream of a New American Language
One with a little bit more Spanish
I have a dream of a new pop music
That tells the truth, with a good beat and some nice harmonies
I have a dream
For three years I did nothing but drive
I guess I needed to meditate
Could have just gone into a monastery
But they don't let you listen to talk radio
I read your poem, I said you will find love
but it might not be that important
She said for that I will always hate you
She had the nicest ass I've ever seen
She said I don't think you understand me
I said come on, of course I do
She said no, I really don't think so
I said OK, then I guess I don't
Tourist towns are a drag sometimes
But in non-tourist towns you can get beat up
Just for lookin a little different
I guess the thing to do is just stay at home
Yeah but sometimes I think the thing to do
Would be to get a place way out in Missouri
Put down as many months rent as you can part with
Tell everybody else you went to France
I said remember that conversation we had about love
I said well, I think that you were right
She said I don't remember sayin nothin about love
It must have been a fantasy of the moment
And I have a dream about Michelangelo on that ceiling
working through the weekends to make more money
And I have a dream about replacing . . .
. . .
I dream of joining the Mafia
And whether people like me is unimportant
I dream of your clock radio
Waking you up with my songs
I have a dream of the lies I told you
and wishing they were true
I dream of this day with you
wishing it was just beginning
I have a dream of a New American Language
I dream of new beginnings
I dream of saturation bombing
I dream mostly about love
