Pursuit of the Dream
My head is full of brains
My instincts are to kiss this train
I hear it coming
You're conscious says mind how you go
Your ________ still says no
Your morals ebb
Your morals flow
Your mouth is running
Though all the rules do not apply
And mine is not to reason why
Gone, gone, gone
My arms are like two shipyard crains
That may not work again
My fortunes wax
My fortunes wane
My sense is sundered
A carpet cheer
A cheerless heart
The path I darn not to jot
________ against
Ole' Mulholland
Hey, sleepy monster in the sand
Time to get up and have a drink
Pacific Rim has a tank that thinks
That she is really something grand
Let me tell you about
When I was hanging out
Just in my dothi
Running in the dawn
Right across my lawn
I saw a coyote
Ole', ole', ole' for Mulholland
See the water fall
And hooray, hooray the sky is falling
Down on Bradbury's mall
Ole', ole', ole' for Mulholland
All waxed in pride
I've got a comfortable ride
And man, she could take us
Out across the salts
Right out of these faults
And on into Vegas
So slept a monster in the dune
Woke him up and then he drank
Pacific Rim has a think tank
But does she have IQ for the moon?
the concrete of the aquaduct
will last as long as the pyramid of Egypt
or the Parthenon of Athens
long after Joe Harriman is elected major of Los Angeles
Ole', ole', ole' for Mulholland
See the water fall
And hooray, hooray the ants are crawling
Down in Bradbury's mall
Ole', ole', ole' for Mulholland
Yeah, it's quite a sprawl
And hooray, hooray the sky is falling
Down on Bradbury's mall
Ole', ole', ole' for Mulholland
Ole'