Lyrics:

TYBALT SPEAKING: Peace? I hate the word. As I hate hell, all Montagues. I had a dream last night 'Cause it looked just like a dream I had a dream last night But it looked unlike a dream Mercy, mercy, I'm made of parts Make me a suit so I can get it off Heaven help my head is spin'n round Stop this airplane cause I got to get down I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne, and Bette Davis And Romeo, he waved before this chorus girl and beggars hair Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills And Jesus drives to Mexico, to get her prescription filled I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I was a scream last night It was getting kinda fun (yeah, rock out, whatever) I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream I had a dream last night, because she looked just like a dream She was on fire last night, and I was breathing gasoline I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove I had to scream last night Lord of Love I didn't know where to shake my butt Walked backwards, fucked like a fox I was more fucked up than your sister's tackle box Three a.m. at five o'clock And one of us leaves, and I got shot! Shot me down Yeah, whatever, rock out That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the streets, bitch.