Dreams and Screams

This is a song for all you young girls
You spoke about gypsies but you don't have curls
Lay back your hair and open your heart
Forget all your morals and that's the first start

Dreams and screams go through your mind
And music clouds through the sounds of time
Ice cream cups melt on the roof
And naughty girls not doing what they're told

Open your eyes, let the sun shine through
Open your ears, let the sound hit you
Forget about mother, what's nice to do
Open your heart and let me make love to you
Make love to you, to you, to you, to you