Ohh...ohh...
Let me...go
Ahhh...let me go...

Sweet dreams are made of screams
Those who've lost their minds will disagree
You travel the world on his seven teeth
Everybody`s looking for someone

And they've found you
And they've found you
And they've found...you...

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven sees
Everybody`s looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them wanna be abused...

Sweet dreams are made of screams
The [bad word] ones just won`t let you sleep
They'll crawl on your ones
And they'll spread their desease
Everyone of them's looking for someone

Oh...