He would sit in the class and dream While the teacher lectured Until the school bell would ring He'd be President Philospher king He was a dreamer he was a dreamer
He'd dream what he wished to be He was a god he was a creator He fell in love with a mystery He made up rock bands and TV stations He invented the music He invented the shows
He would lie on his bed at night Spin records on his chest while he sang I am your god I am your creator But you can do what you want to do I am your god I am your creator You can love me or hate me It's up to you
Then one night Some people landed a spaceship In his bedroom and he got in They took him to the land that he created They tied him to a tree and killed him