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TWISTED DREAMS

(Toadstool Madonna version)

Words and music by Winston Apple

You hear the windows breaking, 
   see guerillas in fatigues
They've got their rifles pointed right at you, 
   they know you're part of the regime
You love to wear your brown shirt and do the goose step
You know you can't afford to get out of step
You're walking a tight-rope, 
   without a safety net, you can't forget that
Every heart conceals a secret, nothing's ever what it seems
You're  living in a "No Mans Land"
Your life is one long twisted dream
You wake up shaking in a cold sweat, dying to come clean

I dreamed I was with Seven Sisters, 
   playing five-card stud last night
They were dividing up the markets, 
   and they kept jacking up the price
By the time it was my turn to deal, 
   it seemed like most of the cards were up their sleeves
They had all the clubs and spades and diamonds, 
   they had all they aces, kings, and queens
But as we laid our money on the table, 
   I knew the tables were about to turn
So I dealt myself a hand full of hearts 
   and it was the Sisters who ended up getting burned
I woke up shaking in a cold sweat, dying to come clean

Well, the prophets have the visions 
   and the rest of us are told
That all we ever do is dream, 
   but, we all know that ain't so
Everybody's had a sleepless night,
   everybody's got a song to sing
Everybody's had a hard time sometime, 
   everybody's had a twisted dream
You wake up shaking in a cold sweat, dying to come clean

Well ever since you were a little girl, 
   you've been having the same old dream
Now at last your dreams come true, 
   you are a star of the silver screen
You've got your name up in lights, 
   you get your picture in all the magazines
They say you are the stuff that dreams are made of, 
   but it's not like you thought it would be
And as you slip into your limo, 
   you hear your fans begin to scream
And then you realize it's all coming from the inside, 
   it's just a twister
Hey!  It's just a twisted dream

Dresden's holding kings and aces, 
   but he's going down in flames tonight
He started squealing on the Seven Sisters,
    now he's nowhere in sight

© Gary Winston Apple, 1980.
Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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