Dreamland

Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist That first friend you had, that worst thing you said That perfect moment, that last tear you shed All you've done in bed, all on Memorex All around your head, all around your head Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist You've had too much of the digital love You want everything live, you want things you can touch Make it feel like a movie you saw in your youth Make it feel like that song that just unopened you You were ten years old, holdin' hands in the classroom He had a gun on the first day of high school You want something bizarre, old conceptual cars You want girls dressed in drag, you want boys with guitars Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist Pullin' down backstreets, deep in your head Slippin' through dreamland like a tourist You see Kodachrome, you see pink and gold You see Mulholland glow, you see in airplane mode All around your head, all around your head All around your head, all around your head You float in the pool where the soundtrack is canned You go ask your questions like, "What makes a man?" Oh, it's 2020, so it's time to change that So you go make an album and call it "Dreamland"