I've got a river filled with dollars Who connects to the words in my gut And the poet's hanging out in the back He's doing things that he can never take back It's a condition I tried, it's not us It's not us (It's not us) My God Did you really give up? Do you live inside the people, people with all that stop? You got a motorcar crash in the sea You got idols making lists where they've been I speak about it in dreams It's not a holding pattern, baby Just wait and see (baby, you'll see) Why are you dreaming stuff about me? Do you believe me? Who are you going to believe now? Are you going to believe now? Are you afraid? Why are you dreaming stuff-, why are you dreaming about me? You got illusion You got illusion You got illusion You got illusion You got illusion You've got illusion