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.
