You see it all in New York, all over in Chicago
wait till you see Detroit, when you're going to a go go.
looking for the violence, waiting for her mother
sanity is past tense, I think I saw the brave boy
Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream.
our fantasies at midnight, with visions of a street rat
a yellow star daiquiri, splitting with a barber
Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream.
Oh don't you see, I'm just cruising down the streets of the city.
What I see, aint very pretty.
I'm trying to sleep at night.
But I think I'm in a cold sweat.
and I gotta gotta scream loud.
Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream.
Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream.
Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream. Scream Dream.

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