sweet dreams (are made of this)
A pimpin' big daddy with a Lincoln Town Car
Drove it real fast with the fly-ass hos
Playing chicken with the devil for the greatest applause
First came the question
And then came the answer
And then came the ultimate question:
Are you happy?
Then the messiah, alright
Lost and found with the resurrection
And with tools of deep precision
With the schools of thought complexion
Teaching us the brain expansion
It got heavy, we started dancing
Bran van three grand
We don't have to make it
Complicated
Act like a
Shahmanic Dream
people doing wounds
piercing through souls
blood of that mighty pulse,
don't vanish from my heart!
they cut branches from my tree
for their temples of delight
cries ascend the clouds
to escape from the season
save my belief
ease my pain
save my belief
give me faith
earth changed to hell
in eternal space
I fly around the circle of the world
wind's last breath had tossed the air
and no living thing is to be seen
after I watered earth with my tears
cruelty had a human heart
jealousy a human face
mighty man in their misery dead
and their hearts hidden by sins
silence is the sound of peace
the voice of solitude and innocense
now lying around the world
the only sound my soul's beating...
my soul is beating
it's my soul
my soul's beating