Dreaming of America

Rapid eyes are moving through a cinema of wonder A cactus aspiration climbs out from the trash it's under All the lanes are occupied by deep-fried superstition The stone fruit rots before my eyes, fulfilling all my visions With all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America Pedestrians will overpay the demons cooking breakfast And scan ink insincerities detained within the senseless But with all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America Blondie riding shotgun I will wait while you decide You pimp me on the avenue I wait while you decide With all eyes on you Will you make it out alive? I've been dreaming of America I've been dreaming of America