I was so cool back in sixty-five

I had it made 'cause I understood what to do to survive

I had my car, and I made the scene

Didn't give a damn about no gasoline

They can go to hell

My friend we never thought about the world

And its realities

The promised land was ours

We were the Great Society



I'm so confused by the things I read, I need the truth

But the truth is, I don't know who to believe

The left say yes, and the right says no

I'm in between and the more I learn

Well, the less that I know

I got to make a show



Livin' high, living fine

Livin' high on borrowed time



Faith be with me now

I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland

Faith be with me now

I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland



'Cause we're

Livin' high, living fine

Livin' high on borrowed time



Words and Music by Dennis De Young / Tommy Shaw