Dreamland

Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist That first friend you had, that worst thing you said That perfect moment, that last tear you shed All you done in bed? All on Memorex All 'round, 'round your head, all 'round, 'round your head Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist You've had too much of the digital love You want everything live, you want things you can touch Make it feel like like a movie you saw in your youth Make it feel like that song that just unopened you You were ten years old holding hands in the classroom He had a gun on the first day of high school You want something bizarre, old conceptual cars You want girls dressed in drag, you want boys with guitars Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist Pulling down backstreets, deep in your head Slipping through dreamland like a tourist You see Kodachrome, you see pink and gold You see Mullholland glow, you see in airplane mode All 'round, 'round your head, all 'round, 'round your head All 'round, 'round your head, all 'round 'round your head You float in the pool where the soundtrack is canned You go ask your questions like, "What makes a man?" Oh, it's 2020 so it's time to change that So you go make an album and call it Dreamland