In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Friday, March 20, 2015
big-ass dreams (new version)
I used to dream
big-ass dream
biggest dreams
that you have ever seen
I would have made
a brilliant millionaire
I had taste
knew what to choose
gold plated
BMWs
I was bon vivant
and debonair
but then the hard times came
and cleared my kitchen shelves
where I once dreamed of riches
now I dream of something else
now I dream
my big-ass dreams
gourmet ice cream
instead of rice and beans
I dream of filling up
my shopping cart
fresh avocados
dave's killer bread
the crap I fill up on
instead
is hardening my arteries
and clogging up my heart
but, oh, the dreams
the big-ass dreams
of grocery stores
food magazines
let me tell you
all about my shopping list
real butter
turkey legs
bacon, grits
and scrambled eggs
I think you heard my message
I hope you get the gist
of my dreams
my big-ass dreams
of fresh and ripe
sweet nectarines
all those cuisines that I've ignored
grass-fed beef
salad greens
nutritional-
type luxuries
all that healthy food
I can't afford
except in my dreams
my big-ass dreams...
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