Well I looked for the life fantastic,
'Cause I read it in a magazine,
What I got was myself as a plastic figurine.
And the happily ever after,
I traded everything to see,
Now my scene is the snow on a static TV screen.
Lord I can dream of an ordinary life,
Where nothing particularly weird is going down,
Lord I can dream of an ordinary time,
Where nothing particularly hard is spinning us around.
Well now read me a bedtime story,
And be sure that it's nice and sweet,
'Cause I don't if I can take any more reality.
With a peacefully ever after,
For me and my little treat,
And I don't want nobody saying "We'll wait and see".
Lord I can dream of an ordinary life,
Where nothing particularly weird is going down,
Lord I can dream of an ordinary time,
Where nothing particularly hard is blowing us around,
Blowing us around.
Lord I can dream of an ordinary life,
Where nothing particularly weird is going down,
Lord I can dream of an ordinary time,
Where nothing particularly hard is spinning us around,
Spinning us around.
