You see it all in New York, all over in Chicago wait till you see Detroit, when you’re going to a go go. looking for the violence, waiting for her mother sanity is past tense, I think I saw the brave boy Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. our fantasies at midnight, with visions of a street rat a yellow star daiquiri, splitting with a barber Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Oh don’t you see, I’m just cruising down the streets of the city. What I see, aint very pretty. I’m trying to sleep at night. But I think I’m in a cold sweat. and I gotta gotta scream loud. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream.. Scream Dream..