Dreaming, I Am Lyrics - Workbook - Bob Mould

Wire cage with rope and wooden framing doors behold 

Prancing for the camera in some monthly centerfold 

It's the loneliest, I've been so far 

Someone left the golden door ajar 

Innocent they stand and picking up 

Across the ground 

They hope to clear a path in garden 

This whole year around 

When they all line up 

When they all line up 

Chicken surely knows that fox so well 

Chicken understands that fox so well 

And over the fence and down the field 

Runs that fox so sly 

Stealing embryo 

And take those golden go 

Dreaming, I am 

Dreaming, I am 

Dreaming, I am 

Try to fly in desperation, wings come into view 

Nicotine is from my system, assistance 

Sleep, I have been sleeping for so long 

Run with safety underneath the feet they so adore 

Hen suspects the fox on guard beside the golden door 

Sweating from my system 

I'll make across the wall 

I'll tumble down the wall 

Dreaming, I am 

Dreaming, I am 

Dreaming, I am