#1090 (Thousand Dreams)

I had just stepped out of my high school shoes Wondering what a guy like me is supposed to do In the hustle and the bustle of the status quo All the beggars seem to knock at my door All I can see, they're needing for Hey, you know him, his name is Matsumoto and He's jamming on the guitar Where do we go? One-o-nine-o We have to go One-o-nine-o I'm a slave to the world Such a tiresome trick, hanging at the guitar shop Seem to lick the quick, and maybe half of the world Would like to be in my place Surrounded by guitars, I'm in this inner space And to be a star, that wouldn't be so bad Well, a spoon full of that If even only I had to make a single impression Where do we go? One-o-nine-o We have to go One-o-nine-o On every face, until it comes back around When we're rocking the place, now, which will you choose? But if you're like me, all you have to do Is raise your guitar one-o-nine-o to the sky Where do we go? One-o-nine-o We have to go One-o-nine-o Where do we go? One-o-nine-o We have to go One-o-nine-o Where do we go? One-o-nine-o We have to go One-o-nine-o