It's not about the boy found slain,
It ain't about his lips blood drained.
You should've seen his dreams dissolve
Into the dumpster behind the mall.

I'm goin' down to the wonderful life,
I'm goin' down inside a satellite,
I'm goin' down on the bullet train,
I'm goin' down on the perfect dream.

It's not about the freeway drone
That score her tired journeys home,
Softly licking her to sleep.
Her eyes are closed to the brake light streaks.

I'm goin' down to the wonderful life,
I'm goin' down inside a satellite,
I'm goin' down on the bullet train,
I'm goin' down on the perfect dream.

Sleep in the softest bed,
Eat everything you need,
Never ask anyone
For anything at all.

Why can't I stroke this world to sleep?
Please help me stroke this world to sleep!

It's not about his prescription brain
Deprived of pills that keep it sane.
He told himself he could go it alone,
See him plead with the unplugged phone.

Sleep in the softest bed,
Eat everything you need,
Never ask anyone
For anything at all.

That restless old monkey
Prisoned inside of me.
Stiff bones that close him in,
He waits trapped deep within.

I'm goin' down to the wonderful life,
I'm goin' down inside a satellite,
I'm goin' down on the SST,
I'm goin' down on the perfect dream.

I'm goin' down to the wonderful life,
I'm goin' down like a ripped up kite,
I'm goin' down with broken ribs,
I'm goin' down to a dirty crib...

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