Overloaded my bag
Fagged my frog
On the way back home
Eye contacted a doll
Fell three times (in love)
Like a hinny in the Quicksand Valley
The Quicksand Valley
Obtruded myself
Upon the sleep of
A howlin' wolf's coach
Appropriated half of his dreams
His dreams
I wanna have them
Dreams
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
Overloaded my bag
Fetched a sigh
As the rain stopped
Feeded the lake of tears
Upon the coach's howlin' wolf
(The cryish cup was drawn out)
But I've got my
Dreams
I wanna have them
Dreams
I wanna have them
Dream
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I gotta sell them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
Dreams
I wanna hold them
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