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What happened to the kid in the baseball cap? |
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Well he's trying to get home but I 'think he lost the 'map |
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What happened to the kid with the 'braces on his 'teeth? |
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He had an autographed picture of Muhammad Ali |
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He's just a wise-assed, buck-toothed, near-sighted fool |
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Always 'staring at the girls in the 'swimming 'pool |
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Thirty years later and he's 'staring again |
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He's searching for the place where the 'dreams begin |
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Searching for the place where the dream begins |
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Then he bought a bunch of records and he 'heard a man sing |
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He said if I could write a song I believe I'd be a king |
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But it took him twenty years until he got the nerve |
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He's got boxes full of papers and 'papers full of words |
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And the words fly away like 'swallows on the 'wind |
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But they 'never flew back to the 'nest a'gain |
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Never took him to the place where the dream be(Dm)gins |
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Then he finally got married and he 'had two little 'girls |
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But he didn't see 'em much cause he 'had to see the 'world |
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And the lie that he told 'em is I'm 'like most 'men |
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It's always down the road that the 'dream begins |
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And the girls grew up to be 'pretty and wise |
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They said \"you could have seen the dream by looking in our 'eyes |
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'You were always living in the 'world of pretend |
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You kept running away from 'where the dream begins |
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Running away from where the dream begins\" |
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Now he's living with a woman out on 'Borderland 'Road |
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But her love's turned bitter, and her 'eyes turned 'cold |
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She said we came to the desert, let the 'sickness 'mend |
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But Hell ain't the place where the dreams be'gin |
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'Look out boys I'm gaining on you |
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He's old Blind Joe Death in his alligator shoes |
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He's got a 'pocket full of pills and a 'pint of sloe gin |
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He's gonna 'show you to the place where the 'dream be'gins |
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Follow him down where the dream begins |
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At the end of the road there ain't nothing but fear |
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Just a big old room with a 'big old 'mirror |
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And the man in the mirror his 'hair's turning gray |
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And his hands begin to shake in a funny kind of way |
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He's knows everything you bring for to save you soul |
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Everything denied will condemn you to the 'hole |
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With his hand on his heart he 'picks up his pen |
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He goes searching for the place where the dream be'gins |
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Looking for the place where the dream begins |
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What happened to the kid in the baseball cap? |
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He's trying to get home but I think he's lost the map. |
