John Wesley Harding - When Dreams Come True (Dynablob 2: It Happened Every Night)
Nice girls are writing in journals
Things they wish they'd done
And all their bad sisters are walking high wires
Counting the days in a month
The awful truth doesn't bear thinking
Nor does the half-baked lie
They get their hopes dirty once in a while
Wash them and hang them to dry
Everyone's down except for the clowns
And Noah don't know where to go
It's hell up in heaven, there's nothing much here
And all the real men are below
What happens when dreams come true?
Will we know what to do
When our dreams come true?
So a saviour rolls in past the big sign
That says "Strangers - Please Turn Round"
The men tie him up to a feeding post
And take his credentials down
The sun beats rays on our salad days
His lips get parched and dry
The girls bring him drink with a giggle and a wink
And his moment of glory expires
What happens when dreams come true?
Will we know what to do
When our dreams come true?
Mr.Sandman can't believe it
He thought he gave them what they needed
You couldn't get no higher
Than a handsome dark Messiah
But he's got one more trick up his sleeve,
Before he gives up once again
A Siren goes off as she walks in
As the cowboy lies dying in the dust
She walks through the room where the gentlemen gather
Surrounded by debris and rust
She smoulders and steams, straight out of their dreams
But no-one will talk to her first
Big words are just words
They're small and absurd
She leaves and we all die of thirst
What happens when dreams come true?
Will we know what to do
When our dreams come true?
John Wesley Harding - Phil Ochs, Bob Dylan, Steve Goodman, David Blue and Me (03:31)
At night, he sits alone and he's looking at the stars Listens to them playing guitars Him and Phil
go back a long long way They talked about marching and dying all in one day They played songs
together, they sit up past the dawn I wonder how long this dream will go on You know that Bob was
there last week as well Well he's a quiet guy but he's got stories to tell Our hero sits and listens
without asking why And teaches Bob 'A minor' with a glint in his eye Bob used it on Hollis Brown,
that ...
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