Overloaded my bag

Fagged my frog

On the way back home

Eye contacted a doll

Fell three times (in love)

Like a hinny in the Quicksand Valley

The Quicksand Valley



Obtruded myself

Upon the sleep of

A howlin' wolf's coach

Appropriated half of his dreams



His dreams

I wanna have them

Dreams

I gotta sell them

Dreams

I wanna hold them



Overloaded my bag

Fetched a sigh

As the rain stopped

Feeded the lake of tears

Upon the coach's howlin' wolf

(The cryish cup was drawn out)

But I've got my



Dreams

I wanna have them

Dreams

I wanna have them

Dream

I gotta sell them

Dreams

I gotta sell them

Dreams

I wanna hold them

Dreams

I wanna hold them