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ONE NIGHT IN 1979, I WOKE UP FROM A STRING OF THREE DREAMS, AND WROTE THIS SONG DOWN AS FAST AS I COULD TO CAPTURE THE THIRD DREAM. I LATER TWEAKED IT A LITTLE, BUT IT'S PRETTY MUCH JUST WHAT I WROTE THAT NIGHT.

DREAM #3

I-- I'M OUT ON THE RANGE
I-- I FEEL DERANGED
   IN-- A BRUTAL GAME
   OUT-- ON THE TERRAIN
   I RESIST IN VAIN
   RESISTANCE WANES

THE SOLDIERS RIDE INTO THE DAWN
THE GENERAL LAUGHS AND MOVES HIS PAWN
THE JETS ARE SCREAMING THROUGH THE AIR
THE FELINE GRINS AND LICKS HER HAIR
THE TANKS ARE SINKING IN THE SAND
THE MAESTRO FROWNS AND WAVES HIS HAND

     THEY PUSH ME OUT TO DRAW THEIR FIRE
     THE BULLETS SCREAM WITH THEIR DESIRE
     AS I DESCEND INTO THE SLIME
     THE SLIME AND BULLETS NUMB MY MIND

AN OLD MAN LIVES WITHIN THE COUP
HE FEEDS HIS RABBITS CHICKEN SOUP
THE RABBITS SCRAMBLE IN THE SUN
THE OLD MAN SHOOTS THEM AS THEY RUN
THE BULL IS DANCING TO A SONG
THE MATADOR WAITED TOO LONG

     I STAND IN WITNESS AS THE MAJOR TAKES THE HILL
     CIVILLIANS ON THE SIDELINES SHOUTING TO HIM "KILL!"
          "KILL.....KILL.....KILL!!!"

LET ME TAKE YOU ON A TOUR
ALL ADVICE I GIVE IS PURE
   (OH-- SO--SO-- PURE)
I'LL SHOW YOU THAT OUR SIDE IS RIGHT
BECAUSE WE CONQUER WITH SUCH MIGHT
   (MIGHT-- OH-- SO-- RIGHT)
THEN WE'LL GO OUT ON THE SANDS
AND WORK OUT ALL THE FINAL PLANS
   (OOH-- HOT-- SANDS-- OOH)

     NO I DON'T WANT TO GO WITH YOU OUT ON THE SANDS
     AND I DON'T WANT TO BE PART OF YOUR FINAL PLANS
     YOU WINED ME & DINED ME & FILLED MY HEAD ALL FULL OF LIES
     BUT I'M NOT JOINING YOU NOW THAT I'VE GOTTEN WISE
          I DON'T WANT TO KILL--- DON'T WANT TO DIE
          I DON'T WANT TO KILL--- DON'T WANT TO DIE
          I DON'T WANT TO KILL--- DON'T WANT TO DIE
          I DON'T WANT TO KILL--- DON'T WANT TO DIE
                      (ETC...)

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