She said love, love, love is everythingI said ok, I guess, whateverShe said what does that meanI said nothin, it’s just good to have a backup planShe said I guess that means you don’t got loveI said maybe I love everyoneShe said that’s the same as lovin no oneI said ok, I guess, whateverAnd I have a dream of a New American LanguageOne with a little bit more SpanishI have a dream of a new pop musicThat tells the truth, with a good beat and some nice harmoniesI have a dreamTourist towns are a drag sometimesBut in non-tourist towns you can get beat upJust for lookin a little differentI guess the thing to do is just stay at homeYeah but sometimes I think the thing to doWould be to get a place way out in MissouriPut down as many months rent as you can part withTell everybody else you went to FranceI said remember that conversation we had about loveI said well, I think that you were rightShe said I don’t remember sayin nothin about loveIt must have been a fantasy of the momentI have a dreamI have a dreamI dream of joining the MafiaAnd whether people like me is unimportantI dream of your clock radioWaking you up with my songsI have a dream of a New American LanguageI dream of new beginningsI dream of saturation bombing