Two cigarettes in the ashtray
Big pile of clothes on the floor
I knew I smelled something funny
When I walked in the door
A naked man in my closet
My baby under the sheets
She said oh darlin’ you got home early
Well there’s someone that I want you to meet
This ain’t my dream
Must be somebody else’s dream
I took a ride in the country
No country did I see
Houses, traffic, and strip malls
Where the country used to be
There ain’t a fish in the river
There ain’t a bird in the sky
Some people say we should pull the plug
And just let the old girl die
This ain’t my dream
Must be somebody else’s dream
Wake me up in the morning
Tell me everything is alright
If things don’t get better soon
It’s gonna be a long night
Old folks livin’ on welfare
Can’t even pay the rent
All their hard earned social security
Pissed away and spent
All their sons and their daughters
Off to war they went
That shifty-eyed sidewinder
Got elected president
This ain’t my dream
Must be somebody else’s dream
Preacher shoutin’ and cryin’
All over my T.V.
Takin’ money from poor, poor people In pain and misery
They’re buildin’ virtual churches
On fake morality
I asked God was this what he wanted
And God said back to me
This ain’t my dream
Must be somebody else’s dream
Words and music by Robert Hazard
© 2007 Heroic Music (ASCAP)