This dream's dumb, must admit
Mmm-mmm-mmm, mmm
No, no, no, no
No-no-no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no

I thought dreams were meant to be mad, true
But so far, disappointment reigns, dude
What happened to magic battles with space goo?
"Stuck in school" is lame, you just make me irate, dude, oh
Talk to myself a bunch, but then a new thought struck:
Normally I move on with the stupid script
But now the plot is stuck, which is fine because it sucked
Can I pull off a switch please?
This can't be, how am I able to
Notice that this is a dream state, dude?
Cause normally I just roll with the lame feud
That this dream has made, you should not be blasé, dude, oh
Why is this a sitcom and not an action romp?
I could relive this plot by just watchin' Friends
With this bullcrap, I'm done and just like that, there's no-one
Who's willin' to object? Jeez

Takin' control of the blandness inside my brain
That's all that I've wanted since, ah
All my descriptions of what I dreamed 'bout were lame
My friends think I'm bland as shit

I've wanted lucid dreams since I heard they were things
Late night perusin' blog threads
People would dream of things like bustin' huge crime rings
While I just have spats with friends, ah, ah, ah
I'm lookin' out for some tips, some kinda mental-type trick
To make my dreams more lucid in a way that's more consistent
Than it's been in the past, once-in-a-blue-moon crap
Why can't I have a batshit brain?
Always looked forward to the madness, mate
Since the cartoons showed that that should be the way
All I wanted was a sweet lunar escape
But all that I got was simply mundane

My dreams are mundane
Borin' and mundane (sick of bein' nude in the classroom)
My dreams are mundane
Borin' and mundane (want more in the magical vein, dude)
My dreams are mundane (int'restin' is so far away)
Borin' and mundane (I want to save the whole world from doom) (but do I get that shit? No way)
My dreams are mundane as shit (my brain can think up some amazin' tales)
But when I'm asleep, all it can do is fail

I still see some assholes that assume
I fake all my problems, that ain't true
"You can't recall all the dreams from your brain, dude"
That's where I'm afraid you are wrong, I'll explain true, oh
After each borin' one, as soon as I wake up
I always write 'em down so I won't forget
Just in case there's someone who thinks that I'm makin' up
How my brain just detests me
So please tell me all about how you
Consistently trick all your brains to
Make you a god in the realm that you made, dudes
Want to replicate you and not just berate you, oh
My nights have been so dull, my int'rest in them null
I'm almost droppin' off inside my own head
After you've got your dumb Inception jokes out, please, bud
Is there a chance you'll help me?

As a problem, sounds daft, not worth bein' an ass
Both of us were the assholes, mate
You dismissed my story as crap and lame
I'm so desp'rate that I got badly irate
Want a good dream for once, don't be a jerk...want to know your tricks
To turn your slumber...into fun to ease my narcolepsy