Land Of Dreams

People tell me that i brag a lot 'cause i call myself the masterman
Always talkin' 'bout how i got dynamite in every hand
Hit it
Me and my brother we live alone, got no television, got no
Telephone
But when we walk down the street people get out of the way
They say "here come the masterman and baby j"
"here come the masterman and baby j"
Hit it--hit it

When we get on the mike we'll be number one
Even top d.m.c. and run
Everybody's really gonna have some fun
'cause we're takin' 'em all the way down
We're takin' 'em all the way down
Gonna rap about this, gonna rap about that
Gonna tell everybody where it's at
All over the world people gonna say
You got to dig the masterman and baby j
You got to dig the masterman and baby j
Hit it

People tell me "man you live in a dump"
"you won't never be nothin' but a pumped-up chump"
You got no money--you got no sense
You won't never be nothing, you won't ever be nothing
I say well-well-well-well
When i look out my window, you know what i see
I don't see no whores in the stinkin' street
I don't see no drunks and junkies dying
I don't see no bums or garbage flyin'
I see me and j in the l.a. coliseum
100,000 people on their feet
And they're laughin' and bumpin' and screamin' and cryin'
And jumpin' up on their seat

And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And then the band begins to play and then they hush up
And it gets real quiet in the coliseum with the stage all
Dark and bare
Maybe a little rain begins to fall--yeah
But the people stayin' right there
Then you can hear that announcer say
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
Please welcome! (the crowd roars)
L.a.'s own, the number one
The biggest, the best, the number one bad in the usa
The masterman and baby j!
The masterman and baby j!

Your eyelids are gettin' heavy
Hard to lift
Your mind begins to wander
Things start to drift
Your arms are getting heavy
Hard to lift
You sink down a little deeper
You're feeling wonderful
(chorus)
Maybe you're falling in love
Maybe you're falling in love
Maybe you're falling, falling, falling, falling in love

You stare across the harbor
At the lights along the bay
Your arms have got so heavy, now
They're just getting in your way
Look
Now you're walkin' in the holy land
Yeah, that's you there, walkin' with the king
You ask "what have i done to deserve this?"
Why, you haven't done a thing
(repeat chorus)

I was born right here, november '43
My dad was a captain in the army
Fighting the germans in sicily.
My poor little momma
Didn't know a soul in l.a.
So we went down to the union station and made our getaway.
Got on the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams.
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams.
Her own mother came to meet us at the station,
Her dress as black as a crow in a coal mine
She cried when her little girl got off the train.
Her brothers and her sisters drove down from jackson, mississippi
In a great green hudson driven by a gentile they knew.
Drinkin' rye whiskey from a flask in the back seat
Tryin' to do like the gentiles do
Christ, they wanted to be gentiles, too.
Who wouldn't down there, wouldn't you?
An american christian, god damn!
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Back to her friends and her family in the land of dreams
On the dixie flyer bound for new orleans
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams
Across the state of texas to the land of dreams.

High on a cliff in mexico
Staring down at the rocks and the sea below
I can hear the church bells ring
I can hear the choir

I remember the night she left
I drove to the station in the pouring rain
Sat all night behind my big iron desk
The oil on the water made a rainbow

At the end of this bone-white gravel road
They both lie sleeping on a feather bed
And her hair is black as the sky at night
But her eyes are gray like the moon
You can run but you can't hide
You can run but you can't hide
You said you love me but i know you lied
You said you love me but i know you lied

Of all of the people that i used to know
Most never adjusted to the great big world
I see them lurking in book stores
Working for the public radio
Carrying their babies around in a sack on their back
Moving careful and slow

(chorus)
It's money that matters
Hear what i say
It's money that matters
In the usa

All of these people are much brighter than i
In any fair system they would flourish and thrive
But they barely survive
They eke out a living and they barely survive

When i was a young boy, maybe thirteen
I took a hard look around me and asked what does it mean?
So i talked to my father, and he didn't know
And i talked to my friend and he didn't know
And i talked to my brother and he didn't know
And i talked to everybody that i knew

(chorus)
It's money that matters
Now you know that it's true
It's money that matters
Whatever you do

Then i talked to a man lived up on the county line
I was washing his car with a friend of mine
He was a little fat guy in a red jumpsuit
I said "you look kind of funny"
He said "i know that i do"

"but i got a great big house on the hill here
And a great big blonde wife inside it
And a great big pool in my backyard and another great big pool
Beside it
Sonny it's money that matters, hear what i say
It's money that matters in the usa
It's money that matters
Now you know that it's true
It's money that matters whatever you do"

Don't remember much about my baby days,
But i been told
We used to live on willow near the garden district
Next to the sugar bowl
Momma used to wheel me past an ice cream wagon
One side for white and one side for colored
I remember trash cans floatin' down canal street
It rained every day one summer
Momma used to take me to audubon park
Show me the ways of the world
She said, "here comes a white boy, there goes a black one,
That one's an octoroon
This little cookie here's a macaroon, that big round thing's
A red balloon
And the paper down here's called the picayune
And here's a new orleans tune"

In 1948 my daddy came to the city
Told the people that they'd won the war
Maybe they'd heard it, maybe not
Probably they'd heard it and just forgot
'cause they built him a platform there in jackson square
And the people came to hear him from everywhere
They started to party and they partied some more
'cause new orleans had won the war
(we knew we'd do it, we done whipped the yankees)

Daddy said, "i'm gonna get this boy out of this place
Bound to sap his strength
People have fun here, and i think that they should
But nobody from here every come to no good
They're gonna pickle him in brandy and tell him he's saved
Then throw fireworks all 'round his grave"

So he took us down to the airport, and flew us back to l.a.
That was the end of my baby days
Blue blue morning, blue blue day
All your bad dreams drift away
It's a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
Lose those bad dreams
Those gray clouds above you, what you want them around
With you for?
You got someone to love you
Who could ask for more?
It's a blue blue morning, of a blue blue day
All your bad dreams drift away