Dreamers Songtext
von Marksman Lloyd
Dreamers Songtext
Hey there, dreamers
I know you feel alone
But while you′re out there, out there dreamin'
You got no proof to take back home
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Grew up writing songs on the daily
We had our first band back in grade three
I was scared of the dark like crazy
Probably thinking the limelight′d save me
My first song called "Believe In Yourself"
While shrinks saying I'm cerebrally held
Hostage, mum's calling her kids home
Land of Monday beers and tall poppy syndrome
Wanted to sing, knew I′d get laughed at
Family embarrassed to watch kids unpack
Their souls, thinking everyone loves it
Whispers circulate, not anyone does this
Stand out, put yourself on the line
You tell them wrong who think hell is a lie
Underdogs waiting for Cruella′s demise
Before we take the ground and then sell 'em the sky
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers
After school special, black eyes, blood noses
This is how they baptise young hopefuls
Led me underground to socially conscious
Where street poets get totally honest
Met a guy like-minded, quite quiet
Known today as DJ Silence
At fifteen he made beats, I write rhymes
To share my heart, guess they′re really lifelines, huh?
Inspired by Charlie Tuna
Deemed myself marksman, the sharpest shooter
Went from cap gun to large bazooka
And quit the wack clubs like a party pooper
Down with a per scene though I hardly knew ya
Once scribbled down with the darkest humour
Vying for positions like the Kama Sutra
While I was down with the King like Martin Luther
We were
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Hey there, dreamers
I know you feel alone
But while you're out there, out there dreamin′
You got no proof to take back home
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
I know you feel alone
But while you′re out there, out there dreamin'
You got no proof to take back home
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Grew up writing songs on the daily
We had our first band back in grade three
I was scared of the dark like crazy
Probably thinking the limelight′d save me
My first song called "Believe In Yourself"
While shrinks saying I'm cerebrally held
Hostage, mum's calling her kids home
Land of Monday beers and tall poppy syndrome
Wanted to sing, knew I′d get laughed at
Family embarrassed to watch kids unpack
Their souls, thinking everyone loves it
Whispers circulate, not anyone does this
Stand out, put yourself on the line
You tell them wrong who think hell is a lie
Underdogs waiting for Cruella′s demise
Before we take the ground and then sell 'em the sky
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers
After school special, black eyes, blood noses
This is how they baptise young hopefuls
Led me underground to socially conscious
Where street poets get totally honest
Met a guy like-minded, quite quiet
Known today as DJ Silence
At fifteen he made beats, I write rhymes
To share my heart, guess they′re really lifelines, huh?
Inspired by Charlie Tuna
Deemed myself marksman, the sharpest shooter
Went from cap gun to large bazooka
And quit the wack clubs like a party pooper
Down with a per scene though I hardly knew ya
Once scribbled down with the darkest humour
Vying for positions like the Kama Sutra
While I was down with the King like Martin Luther
We were
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Hey there, dreamers
I know you feel alone
But while you're out there, out there dreamin′
You got no proof to take back home
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
All you dreamers, dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Dreamers, dreamers, dreamers
Writer(s): Marvin Hamlisch, Christopher Adler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

