It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on. I was drivin'
Trees flew by, me and Del was singin' [bad word] I was flyin'

Yeah [bad word]  down a dream
That never [bad word] to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it [bad word]  down a dream

I felt so good like anything was possible
I hit [bad word] control [bad word] my eyes
The last tree days the rain was un-stoppable
It was always cold, no sunshine

Yeah [bad word]  down a dream
That never [bad word] to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it [bad word]  down a dream

I rolled on as the sky grew dark
I put the pedal down to make some time
There's something good waitin' down this road
I'm pickin' up whatever's mine

Yeah [bad word]  down a dream
That never [bad word] to me
Workin' on a mystery, goin' wherever it [bad word]  down a dream