John Stewart

When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening
I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar
My heartbeat in time with the breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Oh, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working pumping gas
And he makes two-fifty for an hour
He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans
Sings rock and roll in the shower

Driving over Kanan, singing to his soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Oh, California girls are the greatest in the world
Each one a song in the making
Singing right to me, I can hear the melody
Story is there for the taking

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Ooh

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening
I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar
My heartbeat in time with the breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Flying over Kanan, singing to my soul
People out there turning music into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold

Ooh, yeah

People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Yes, baby
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Rockin' on the radio
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Slippin' down the back road
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Yes, baby
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold

When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening
I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar
My heartbeat in time with the breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Oh, my buddy Jim Bass, he's a-working pumping gas
And he makes two-fifty for an hour
He's got rhythm in his hands as he's tapping on the cans
Sings rock and roll in the shower

Driving over Kanan, singing to his soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Oh, California girls are the greatest in the world
Each one a song in the making
Singing right to me, I can hear the melody
Story is there for the taking

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Ooh

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

When the lights go down in the California town
People are in for the evening
I jump into my car, and I throw in my guitar
My heartbeat in time with the breathing

Driving over Kanan, singing to my soul
There's people out there turnin' music into gold

Flying over Kanan, singing to my soul
People out there turning music into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold

Ooh, yeah

People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Yes, baby
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Rockin' on the radio
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Slippin' down the back road
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold
Yes, baby
People out there turnin' music into gold, into gold

Attention K Mart shoppers
Do you really need all of that crap?
It's made somewhere in Thailand
And no one's taking the rap

I'm holding out for yellow
Airbags in my shoes
I saw the ad from Calvin Klein
It's the kind the junkies use

Watching too much TV
When will I ever learn?
They call me the midnight surfer
'Cause I love to watch the channels turn

At 8 p.m. on Channel 2
When Animals Attack
There's a lot of guys that I once knew
With a monkeys on their backs

Written on the bathroom walls
That the old fan dancer cleans
Is the never answered question
Who stole the soul of Johnny Dreams?

A singing dog named Peewee
He is the star of the neighborhood
He's singing songs from Oklahoma
His Tutti Fruiti is awfully good

Straight edged boy is cooking
Tofu for his friends
They're planning their next sit in
For the animals have friends

And written on the bathroom walls
That the old fan dancer cleans
Is the never answered question
Who stole the soul of Johnny Dreams?

Still I'm a circus boy
They're taking up croquet
Someone stole a ferris wheel
From Fargo yesterday

Well, I have no sense of who I am
Or who that I am not
Am I The Great Wallenda
That everyone forgot

And I still write the songs
That only I will sing
Something has gone wrong
It's the bell that never rings

And hip-hop rappers and DJ's
Pop stars, lawyers and thieves
Someone's selling the rainbow, yeah
And things that you wouldn't believe

And written on the bathroom walls
The old fan dancer cleans
Is the never answered question
Who stole the soul of Johnny Dreams?

Written on the bathroom walls
That the old fan dancer cleans
Is the never answered question
Who stole the soul of Johnny Dreams?

Who stole the soul, who stole the soul?
Who stole the soul, who stole the soul?
Who stole the soul of Johnny Dreams?

If children never were hurt
No reason for babies to cry
If nobody ever was hungry
And no one you loved ever died

And nobody ever was heartless
And nobody ever was cruel
And everyone got all their wishes
And only the good would rule

And these are the dreams of the Starman
Even if he never is heard
Oh these are the dreams of the Starman
Forever the keeper of words

If religions never were righteous
Believing that they are the one
If ever there was never a reason
Ever to carry a gun

And these are the dreams of the Starman
Even if he never is heard
And these are the dreams of the Starman
Forever the keeper of words

If we would just live all our own lives
And leave other people alone
And those who just love one another
Would not be the targets of stones

Then these are the dreams of the Starman
Even if he never is heard
Oh these are the dreams of the Starman
Forever the keeper of words

And these are the dreams of the Starman
Even if he never is heard
And these are the dreams of the Starman
Forever the keeper of words

How can I sleep at night with all the things I said?
How can I sleep at night when the evidence is read?
How can I sleep at night when the world is turning red?
Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed

How can I dream at night when all the dreams come true?
How can I dream at night if I don't dream of you?
How can I scream at night? A rhapsody in blue
Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed

All night I toss and turn, impossible to sleep
As I watch my life burn, no reason to count sheep
And oh, I have miles to go and promises to keep

How can I die at night with things all left undone?
How can I lie at night with a slip of a tongue?
And how can I fly at night? I'm a prisoner of the young
Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed
There's dogs in the bed

All night I toss and turn, impossible to sleep
As I watch my life burn, no reason to count sheep
And oh, I have miles to go and promises to keep

How can I sleep at night with all the things I said?
How can I sleep at night when the evidence is read?
And how can I sleep at night when my world is turning red?
Did you hear what I said? There's dogs in the bed

There's dogs in the bed
There's dogs in the bed
There's dogs in the bed

She's running through the cornfields of New York City
And I'm driving by the cornfields of Illinois
And I wonder how the dream feels in New York City
Same as the dream that I had in Illinois

She's skating down the back roads of Joplin Missouri
Skating down the avenues of New York City too
And I wonder how the wheels sound in Joplin Missouri
Same as the sweet singing wheels in New York do

And she shines like a diamond
To this runner in the night
I'm a cowboy in the distance
Waiting for the light

There's a girl who's in love in Joplin Missouri
There's a girl who's in love in New York just the same
In love with the boys out chasing his dreams
In love with a boy and she never knows his name

There's a telephone that's ringing in Joplin Missouri
There's a telephone that's ringing in New York plain as day
Waiting for a call in Joplin in Manhattan, yeah
Waiting for a call from the boy who ran away

And she shines like a diamond
To this runner in the night
And I'm a cowboy in the distance
He's waiting for the light

She's running through the cornfields of New York City
And I'm driving by the cornfields of Missouri it seems
I wonder if she knows there's a cowboy in the distance
And I wonder if she knows that she's in the cowboy's dreams

And she shines like a diamond
To this runner in the night
I'm a cowboy in the distance
Waiting for the light

And she shines like a diamond
To this runner in the night
I'm a cowboy in the distance
She's waiting for the light

Just waiting for the light
Just waiting for the light
Just waiting for the light

I wanna be Elvis, I wanna be Dean
I wanna be Elvis in the cool machine
I wanna be Elvis back in '55
Singing 'Mystery Train' in a Memphis dive

I wanna be Elvis, I wanna be Dean
I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream
I wanna be Elvis on the Sullivan stage
I wanna be Elvis in the glory days

I wanna be Elvis when he drove the truck
I wanna be Elvis singing 'All Shook Up'

I wanna be Elvis on a flaming star
I wanna be Elvis in the Cadillac car
I wanna be Elvis rocking the blues
I wanna be Elvis in his ?Blue Suede Shoes?

I wanna be Elvis and I want to be Dean
I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream
If I could be Elvis, won't I be cool
I wanna be singing 'Don't Be Cruel'

I wanna be Elvis, would I think twice
Do I wanna be Elvis and pay that price
Do I wanna be Elvis and pay that price

I wanna be Elvis and I wanna be Dean
I wanna be Elvis when the girls all scream
I wanna be Elvis in the cool machine
I wanna be Elvis and I wanna be Dean

I wanna be Elvis
Thank you very much

There was a woman
I saw on the street
I swear she was wearing
The moon on her feet

She said, "Do you know me?"
And I said, "I don't know"
She told me to listen
And then I could go

And there was a boy
Who I found on the road
I said, "Are you lost
With nowhere to go?"

And he said, "No I'm not
I believe that you are"
And he told me to sit
On the hood of the car

He said, "I am the course
That the river is winding
And I am the horse
That the angel is riding"

"And I am the source
Of the love you are finding
Do you know who I am? It is blinding
I am the star in the black sky shining"

There was a dog
Who had followed me home
He was not young
But not fully grown

And he said, ?Do you know me?
We spoke on the phone
I was a king
And the world is my throne?

He said, ?I am the flame
In the heat of the fire
And I am to blame
For the tongue of the liar"

"And I am the same
As the birds on the wire
Do you know who I am? It is blinding
I am the star in the black sky shining?

And there was a thief
Who was tied to a pole
At his feet was a list
Of the things that he stole

And I said, ?I am only
Playing a role?
And he asked if I dared
Look deep in his soul

He said, ?I am the heart
Of the warrior child
And I am the moment
That the beast becomes mild"

"And I am the part
Of the soul that is wild
Do you know who I am? It is blinding
I am the star in the black sky shining", oh

"And I come from the light, it is blinding
For I am the star in the black sky shining", oh

Oh she walks in a room she owns
And eyes always follow the light
It goes right down to the toes, yeah
If you think that she's magic you're wrong

She can play with your heart like a house cat
Plays with a mouse on the floor
And she has no time for the jugular
And she finds pretenders a bore

And she looks like a miracle walking
Like a miracle captured in time
And she sounds like a miracle talking
She's a miracle girl and a miracle's mine
A miracle girl and the miracle's mine
And the miracle's mine

But won't she always has reasons for laughing
Forgiveness is what she does best
And she could find love in a tiger
Who growls as he sits on her chest

And she looks like a miracle walking
Like a miracle captured in time
Sound like a miracle talking
She's a miracle girl, the miracle's mine
A miracle girl and the miracle's mine
And the miracle's mine and the miracle's mine

Oh she's neon in perfume and crazy
With a face of an angel at times
You'd swear she was dancing in starlight
We're always in three quarter time

And she looks like a miracle walking
A miracle captured in time
And she sounds like a miracle talking
She's a miracle girl and the miracle's mine
A miracle girl

And she looks like a miracle walking
A miracle captured in time
And she sounds like a miracle talking here
She's a miracle girl and the miracle's mine
A miracle girl and the miracle's mine

And the miracle's mine
And the miracle's mine
And the miracle's mine

It's midnight in Havana, there's a party on the streets
Nylons on the sea wall, and music on the beach
It's midnight in Havana, all the young girls in the streets

Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?
I believe she needs someone to make her feel that it's alright
Who will dance fandango yeah, with Epithany tonight?

And though the revolution came way before her time
Is there is a solution to, to the old man's party line?
Oh, the revolution came and it had it's time

Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girls eyes
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, waiting for Castro to die

She can ride the railroad, yeah, that robbed the sugar cane
Take pictures of Guantanarro before the hurricane
She could ride the railroad, yeah, who's steam would feel like rain

Waiting for Castro to die, waiting for Castro to die
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in the morning sky
And oh, it should be magic, yeah, in every young girl?s eyes
And oh, it should be magic as they're waiting for Castro to die

It's midnight in Havana, yeah, there's a party in the streets
Nylons on the sea wall, yeah, and music on the beach
It's midnight in Havana, yeah, all the young girls in the streets

Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die
Waiting for Castro to die