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Last night i had this dream

I was a king and you was a queen

I (???)

He came by in stolen (???)

 He said I'll meet you where the golden bridge

 paints the frisco skyline ridge

And when my eyes adjusted to

the neon flashing headlights

I was shot down like a rebel soul

in revolution country

My dreams and foughts are broken

by the lighting striking down

Are you shot along the freeway

playing jazz and singing big band

like a ghetto system diamonds

on the feed and on the wedding band

no man (??) could touch you

You were about thousand miles gone

And the big ships' sound that wantings

of your majesty are coming

to (??) of the rich girl land

shameless in the gutter

When the clown waits an IT girl

in high society ball

By the subway station hall

in hands and playing blackjack

he was stealing cigarettes

and singing songs about propaganda

three millions miles above

everybody down below

And a cops were chasing robbers

to ligimite clubs and sad streets

see the darks of surrender

and (??) museum

well come and got busted

as who all as I shot down

And still I see this lady

Changing guys with (??)

with a sound of (??)

John Coltrane and Woody Guthrie

Tell it like it is

to all the sailors on the bridge

What a licence in the truism

beck to lies before you know it

and the guy with the shutter time

he sais boss hope she dont blow it

and children of democracy

they all hit a bar and chain

Some standing on the corner

drinking gum and chewing coffee

chanting things like (??) peace now

with a queen before they shoot me

And Im rolling on the waves

doing that five cat race

And then I'd waken up

and I see how visions help me

by the color of my eyes

and the shirt upon my bag

and I'm crossed out drinking frisco rum

in the land of a free men