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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Butthole Surfers
Performer
Marius De Vries
Programming
Keefus Sencia
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nellee Hooper
Composer
Gibby Haynes
Composer
Paul Leary Walthall
Composer
King Coffey
Composer
Mike Simpson
Composer
John King
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Butthole Surfers
Producer
Nellee Hooper
Producer
The Dust Brothers
Additional Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Peace? I hate the word
As I hate hell, all Montagues
[Verse 2]
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 cards
Make me a suit so I can get it off
Heaven help me, my head's spinning 'round
Stop this airplane 'cause I got to get down
[Verse 3]
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 (Right on)
[Verse 4]
Here's to the Montagues, John Wayne, and Bette Davis
And Romeo, he waved before a chorus girl in Vegas, yeah
Juliet is up in heaven, a pocket full of pills
And Jesus drives to Mexico to get her prescription filled
[Verse 5]
I had a dream last night, and it fit me like a glove
It was a scream last night
It was getting kinda fun (Yeah, rock out, whatever)
[Verse 6]
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
[Verse 7]
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 above
[Verse 8]
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
3 AM at five o'clock
And one of us leaves
And I got shot!
Shot me down
Yeah, whatever, rock out
[Verse 9]
That's it, that's my rhyme, take it to the street, biatch
Written by: Gibby Haynes, John King, King Coffey, Mike Simpson, Nellee Hooper, Paul Leary Walthall