I have see the inside of Billy Corgan’s wallet in my dream He got it out, bought my ticket, let me play his guitar and everything He’s not as bad as they made him out to be, cruelly At least not to me
And I have seen surviving members of the Pink Floyd And the stars of the silver screen, Monty Python, form a groundbreaking routine Comic and mean, tragic and genius Driven through the crowd on a golf cart by HST directly to me
But then I’m awake and I’m back to knowing that I’ll never know anything So take me to bed, I’ve been to photographs and met folks I’ll never see Cause when I’m awake somehow the waves of failure keep washing over me So give me the doses of seratonin
And I have been the lone guest of Paul McCartney for a spot of midnight tea In a highrise overlooking your city Crowded by antiques, just Macca and me I felt his heart beat through his sleeve, softly, along with the beat
Then I’m awake and I’m back to knowing that I’ll never know anything So take me to bed, I’ve been in photographs with folks I’ll never see again Cause when I’m awake somehow the waves of failure keep washing over me So give me the doses of seratonin
So give me the doses Give me the doses Give me the doses Give me the doses