I was walkin to the corner drug store

and what should I happen to see

there were picket lines

and the people were a shoutin'

"Down with democracy"

as I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said

"buddy where do you stand"?

I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend

and you best let go of my hand"

as I walked away on a sunny day, I swear IA heard him scream

"you know you're leanin' on my dream"

"Hey man you're leanin on my dream"



Got home and turned on the tv set

and sat me down to eat

and a man came on

talkin' bout the coppers

they were blockin' off another street

Seems some folks was raisin' cain

and a riot had broke out



and they flashed the camera on the guy who had stopped me

I watched him runnin' about

as the cops were draggin him away

I heard on of 'em scream

"you know you're leanin' on my dream"

"these kids are leanin' on my dream"



oh yeah



well I got up and turned off the tv set

and to tell you I was feelin' mean

an I thought a while

tryin to make some sense

out of everything that I have seen



I was addin' the score when there's a knock on the door

was a letter addressed to me

It read "greetings from the president, united states"

I fell down on my knees



The next day I was on the picket line

and Lord you should have heard me scream

"you know you're leanin' on my dream"

"hey man you're leanin' on my dream"