Dreams are meant to be dreamed Goals are meant to be achieved Never wanting to be pseudo or naïve Growing up listening to the tunes on the radio Had many girl friends One too many if you ask me I just wanted to B a r k l P r r o H o w l v R o a r e All night long Except at that age My head was singing a new song So fucked up Excuse my language I couldn’t see anything in front of me Surrounded by a fog Driven in a car That was always going the wrong way The high way The way too many of us take Friends tossed out of cars They were driving drunk Just falling like a leaf