text: So we were down in Brazil and, man, that place is wild
  We were in Rio de Janeiro, and uh, we had this, this sort of, uh, security-guard type guy and he was supposed to take us around
  I said Hey, could, you know, could you take us to the, the favelas and show us the prostitution, and the drug deals, and the night fights, and the you know, the street life of your town?
  And he said Sure. So we, we pull up to this hooker and shes wearing some kind of a, a bright green miniskirt, and it turns out its a transsexual
  And he says Get over here! And she comes over and she thinks shes busted, but shes not busted. Naw, shes not busted, he just wanted to smack her on the ass a few times and say, Hey, whats up, girl?
  Get out of bed and I clear up my head and
  I dont want to go but I do it instead
  We are dreams within a dream
  Get into bed and I turn off my head
  And I﻿ started to float, was it something she said?
  Were all dreams within a dream
  So I remember we got our drivers license, and my friend Hillel had this little Datsun painted green, and...
  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
  And, well, you know, wed smoke weed and wed go up in the hills, and wed listen to progressive rock music, and just kind of trip out and... 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. And, you know, Hillel wanted to be a rock star, and I didnt even know what that was. I was like, Whatever you want to do, man, Im coming with you, Im right with you my friend.
  Get out of bed and I clear up my head and
  I dont want to go but I do it instead
  We are dreams within a dream
  Get into bed and I turn off my head
  And I﻿ started to float, was it something she said?
  Were all dreams within a dream
  Why in the world would you want it to be?
  Why would you want to take it so, so literally?
  All these things that come down from the sky, raining upon your head, make you stop and wonder why, ah!
  Cant they just spell it out, make it clear, make it easy to read for the simple man like me? I dont think so
  I reach out to my family and I say, Its not about religion and the God sitting in a chair in the sky with a punishing hand, no, its about heaven in your heart.
  Now when can we start?
  I wanna choose love instead of fear, wont you come right now, over here, and be a part of my, ah...
  Let me make it easier this time, I love you