True Stories

In 1950 when i was born
Papa couldn't afford to buy us much
He said be proud of what you are
There's something special 'bout people like us

People like us
(who will answer the telephone)
People like us
(growing as big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)

We don't want freedom
We don't want justice
We just want someone to love.
Someone to love.u
I was called upon in the 3rd grade class
I gave my answer and it caused a fuss
I'm not the same as ev'ryone else
And times were hard for people like us

People like us
(who will answer the telephone)
People like us
(growing as big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)

What good is freedom?
God laughs at people like us
I see it coming
Like coming down from above

The clouds roll by and the moon comes up
How long must we live in the heat of the sun
Millions of people are waitin' on love
And this is a song about people like us

People like us
(who answe the telephone)
People like us
(growing big as a house)
People like us
(gonna make it because)
We don't want freedom
We don't want justice
We just want someone to love.

Someone to love.
Someone to love.
Someone to love.

Here where you are standing
The dinosaurs did a dance
The indians told a story
Now it has come to pass

The indians had a legend
The spaniards lived for gold
The white man came and killed them
But they haven't really gone

We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town

From germany and europe
And southern u.s.a.
They made this little town here
That we live in to this day

The children of the white man
Saw indians on tv
And heard about the legend
How their city was a dream

We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town

The civil war is over
And world war one and two
If we can live together
The dream it might come true

Underneath the concrete
The dream is still alive
A hundred million lifetimes
A world that never dies

We live in the city of dreams
We drive on the highway of fire
Should we awake
And find it gone
Remember this, our favorite town

You got the cbs...!
And the abc...!
You got time and newsweek!
Well, they're the same to me!

Now don't you wanna get right with me?
(puzzling evidence)
I hope you get ev'rything you need
(puzzling evidence)

Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Done hardened in your heart
Hardened in your heart.
...alright!u
Now i am the gun
And you are the bullet
I got the power and glory!
(puzzling)
And the money to buy it!
(puzzling)

Got your gulf and western and your mastercard
(puzzling evidence)
Got what you wanted, lost what you had
(puzzling evidence)
I'm seeing
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Done hardened in your heart
It's hardened up your heart.
...alright!

Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...u
Well, i'm puzzling (huh!)
I'm puzzling (huh!)
I'm puzzling (huh!)
Puzzling (huh!)
I'm puzzling (huh!)
Woo...i'm puzzling (huh!)
Sometimes i'm puzzling! (huh!)

See the little children! (puzzlin')
And the family! (puzzlin')
Gonna live together! (puzzlin')
Take them home with me! (puzzlin')

Well i hope you're happy with what you've made
(puzzling evidence)
In the land of the free and the home of the brave
(puzzling evidence)

I'm seeing
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling evidence
Puzzling (sometimes) evidence
Done hardened in your heart
Hardened in your heart

Huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...huh...
I'm puzzling (huh!)
Puzzling (huh!)
Puzzling (huh!)
P-p-p-puzzlin'! (huh!)
Still puzzlin'! (huh!)

Baby your mind is a radio
Got a reciever inside my head
Baby i'm tuned to your wavelength
Lemme tell you what it says:

Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.

So look at my fingers vibrate
From their tip down down to my toes
Now i'm recieving your signal
We're gonna leave the land of noise

Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.

Transmitter!
Oh! picking up something good
Hey, radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world.

Now you and i have no secrets
Now baby, lemme read your mind
I hear ev'rything you're thinking
You can't help the way you sound

Transmitter!
Picking up something good.
Hey! radio head!
The sound...of a brand-new world
Oh! radio head
Radio head
Radio head
Radio head

When you were little
You dreamed you were big
You must have been something
A real tiny kid

You wish you were me
I wish i was you
Now don't you wake up
The dream will come true

Every dream has a name
And names tell your story
This song is your dream
You're the dream operator

It's bigger than life
You know it's all me
My face is a book
But it's not what it seems

Three angels above
The whole human race
They dream us to life
They dream me a face

And every dream tells it all
And this dream is your story
You dreamed me a heart
You're the dream operator

Shake-it-up dream
Hi-di-ho dream
Fix-it-up dream
Look at me dream
I've been waiting so long
Now i am your dream

Hard to forget
Hard to go on
When you fall asleep
You're out on your own

Let go of your life
Grab on to my hand
Here in the clouds
Where we'll understand

And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
You're the dream operator

And you dreamed it all
And this is your story
Do you know who you are?
You're the dream operator