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Dreaming of AmericaRabbit eyes are moving throughA sentiment of wonder A cactus sails, expiration curls Out from the treasure's under All the lanes are occupied By deep fried superstition The stone fruit rots before my eyes Fulfilling all my vision With all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America The dead street, ruins all over paint The demon's cooking breakfast The scanning against [?] The taming and the senseless But with all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America I'll be riding shotgun I will wait while you decide You meet me in the avenue I wait while you decide With all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America |