Shine your star Lock your door And keep the strangers away Talk to your imaginary friends That only you can see And stare Stare into your Dream machine
you alight Or maybe you've seen someone somewhere before That I might have loved if i'd never loved you But you only see me in... Bad dreams
arms and follow [barbarian] hey, who are you to take the lead? [roman] I will keep you all from harm [barbarian] so what kind of god do you think you
face your lies Open your eyes, open your mind Proud like a God dont pretend to be blind Trapped in yourself, break out instead Beat the machine that
distance Clandestine truths unveiled Inborn imperfections preprogrammed shells Spawning from the maelstrom Mechanical drones feeding from thy mother God machine
scales cool your nightlife moods All the rookies leave your badge and your God on the desk When you leave the room I'm a loose bolt of a complete machine
I know these rails we're on like I know my lady's smile, We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile. Can't begin to count the trips she and I have made
I know these rails we're on, like I know my lady's smile We see a dozen dreams in every passing mile Can't begin to count the trips that she and I have
yen for play While you broke niggaz reach drunk much quicker You don't make enough bread to soak up all your liquor Went from God to God damn Damn God
the end Twentieth century man? In the jungle of these times There's nothing left for them to buy They look for God on the screen They've got even dream machines
genes, aborting your dreams As coarse as it seems Aiyyo, Work [Cee-Lo] I could scream, I can't seem to sleep long enough to dream It's life on a laser
soul machine He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green But you can just call him the soul machine He's bad, he's Cee Lo Green But you can just call him the soul machine
eatin, so am I losin? No But shit was movin slow, I had to switch machines up Destiny don't always match with the shit you dreamed up But Bubba ain't
Out Of Ricardo and the Dusk Is Falling Fast --------------------------------------------------- Six Hours To Lousiana, Black Coffee Going Cold ---------------------------------------------- Dream
tea But I can't, I can't It's not fair, it's not fair Think about it While gettin' gray hair Throw my change at a machine Buy a chocolate bar so I can dream
up in N-Y-C bout' that money probably Like a fucking robbery but I aint Jacking Im chasing dreams sort of like jeans Boy I aint slacking, Im chasing dreams
two, and make it extreme Only blocks that you saw are the ones with the letters that teach you to spell Rubix cubes and crews that chasin' a dream So
say the things I do, you know it But it's something else to you, like that job This morning when you got there and it was quiet And the machines were