You see it all in New York
All over in Chicago
Wait till you see Detroit
When you're going to a go go
Looking for the violence
Waiting for her mother
Sanity is past tense
I think I saw the brave boy
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Our fantasies at midnight
With visions of a street rat
A yellow star daiquiri
Splitting with a barber
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Oh don't you see
I'm just cruising down
The streets of the city
What I see
Ain't very pretty
I'm trying to sleep at night
But I think I'm in a cold sweat
And I gotta gotta scream loud
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
Scream Dream
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