I feel like I want to break out of the house
My heart is a-pumping, I've got sand in my mouth
I feel like I'm heading up to a cardiac arrest

I want to scream in the night, I want a manifest

I've got that wide awake, give-and-take, five

o'clock-in-the-morning feeling
I've got the hots for the !@#%s in the well thumbed pages of a
magazine

I want to drive, want to fly like I do in the dreams I've never
really been in
I want to hump, want to jump, want to heat up, cool down in a

dream machine

I'm dreaming ... from the waist on down

I'm dreaming ... but I feel tired and bound
I'm dreaming ... of a day when a cold shower helps my health
I'm dreaming ... dreaming - of the day I can control myself

Day I can control myself

Sound like a priest and then I'm shooting dice

I'm burning tires with some guy whose hair is turning white
I know the girls that I pass, they just ain't impressed
I'm too old to give up, but too young to rest


I've got that numb-to-a-thumb over-dubbed
Feeling social when the world is sleeping

The plot starts to thicken then I sicken and I feel I'm cemented
down
I'm so juiced that the !@^%y lady's sad sad story has me

quietly weeping
But here comes the morning
Here comes the yawning demented clown


I'm dreaming ... but I know it's all hot air
I'm dreaming ... I'll get back to that rocking chair

I'm dreaming ... of the day I can share the wealth
I'm dreaming ... dreaming - of the day I can control myself
Day I can control myself

Hey, hey!
The day I can control myself