are looking at me And I'm bought in to that perfect scene That the Mamas And The Papas sing I was dreaming, I was dreaming And it's so funny how everybody
what's next Ancient kings from Egypt, up to Julius Cezar Had a piece of the globe, every continent Yo, there's Asia, Africa, Europe, France, Japan Pakistan, America
California wit da herb H-town wit da lean These million dolla words got me on the big screen I ain't gone lie I'm in it till I die So muthafuck you america
. it's a slow fever, the sweat rises and recedes, as the weeks sprinkle onto sidewalks from the shredded calander balconies of new year's. i've been dreaming
up) to my American dream She's a long haired, blue eyed, country girl She's better than a fantasy Waking up (waking up) to my American dream And
beat in New York City You got to hand it to the boys in blue And, me I stood beside men of honor Who fought to see America?s dream come true Whoa,
can meet me in the sky i already got my own clothes already got my own shoes i was hot before barack imagine what im gon do hello miss america hey pretty
heartbeat. I look in those eyes. How wise they seem. Well, when he is old enough I will show him America And he will ride on the wheels of a dream. [
COALHOUSE, SARAH & ALL (offstage) Well, when he is old enough I will show him America. And he will ride... Our son will ride... On the wheels of a dream
All aboard America, here comes the freedom train All aboard America, here comes the freedom train The freedom train is rolling down two hundred years
All aboard America here comes the freedon train All aboard America here comes the freedon train The freedom train is rolling down two hundred years of
(and fuck California) And The air's so clear I drink it in it makes me drunk I fall down and fall asleep (and fuck San Fransico) I dream of some little
a teen's body I would play America, you could be John Gotti, I'm sayin... [You're My Lady] California, California You remind me, You remind me [You're My Lady] California
Or much less love I knew she was special, never all of the above And then I closed my eyes to envision me and her as one On a California beach in the
son of America, child of the heart land And I know where my heart lies now Where it's always been I'm a son of America, child of the heart land And when
can meet me in the sky I already got my own clothes already got my own shoes I was hot before barack imagine what I'm gon do Hello miss america hey pretty
America I'll leave from my end and you can leave from yours We'll meet in the middle In the middle of America Somewhere in between my east coast and your California