So we were down in Brazil and, man, that place is wild.
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We were in Rio de Janeiro, and uh, we had this, this sort of, uh,
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security-guard type guy, and he was supposed to take us around and say hey,
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could, you know, could you take us to the,
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the favelas and show us the prostitution and the drug deals and the night fights and the,
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you know, the street life of your town, and he said sure, so we, we pull up to this hooker,
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and she's wearing some kind of a, a bright green miniskirt, and it turns out it's a transsexual,
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and he says "Get over here!" and she comes over and she thinks she's busted, but she's not busted.
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Naw, she's not busted, he just wanted to smack her on the ass a few times and say "Hey, what's up, girl?"
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Get out of bed and I clear up my head and I don't want to go but I do it instead
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We all dream within a dream
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Get into bed and I turn off my head,
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and I? started to float but I sunk when she said, "we're all dreams within a dream"
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So I remember we got our driver's license, and my friend Hillel had this little Dodson, painted green, and...
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Hollywood would get so crazy in the winter--the rains would come and the hills would just kind of melt down into the city lights,
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and, well, you know, we smoked weed and we'd go up in the hills and we'd listen to progressive rock music and just kind of trip out and...
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well, we would dream, you know, we would dream, and we would talk about what we wanted to do, and we would talk about girls and music,
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and, you know, Hillel wanted to be a rock star--I didn't even know what that was, I was like, whatever you wanna do, man, I'm coming with you.
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I'm right with you, my friend.
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Get out of bed and I clear up my head and I don't want to go but I do it instead
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We all dream within a dream
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Get into bed and I turn off my head,
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and I? started to float but I sunk when she said, "we're all dreams within a dream"
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(La la la...)
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Why in the world would you want it to be--why would you wanna take it so... so literally?
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All these things that come down from the sky, raining upon your head, make you stop and wonder why--ah!
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Can't they just spell it out, make it clear, make it easy to read for the simple man like me?
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I don't think so
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I reach out to my family and I say
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It's not about religion and the God sitting in a chair in the sky with a punishing hand, oh
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It's about heaven in your heart
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Now when shall we start?
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I wanna choose love instead of fear
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Won't you come right now over here and be a part of my...
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(Ah)
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This time
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I love you
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Open/Close
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