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I don't know about your dreams

But mine are sort of hackneyed

Same thing, night after night

Just... repetitive

And the color is really bad -

And the themes are just infantile

And you always get what you want -

And that's just not the way life is

First National Bank? I love it!

New Hat? Forget it!

Moby Dick? Never read it!

I came home today

And both our cars were gone

And there were all these new pink

Flamingoes arranged in star patterns

All over the lawn

Then I went into the kitchen

And it looked like a tornado had hit

And then I realized I was in the wrong House

Last night I had that dream again

I dreamed I had to take a test

In a Dairy Queen on another planet

And then I looked around

And there was this woman

And she was making it all up

She was writing it all down

And she was laughing

She was laughing her head off

And I said: Hey! Give me that pen!

I turned the corner in Soho today and someone

Looked right at me and said:

Oh No! Another Laurie Anderson clone!

And I said: Look at me!

Look at me! Look at me!

Look at me! Look at me!

Look at me! Look at me!

Look at me! Look at me!

Look at me! Look at me!