Wishful

It ain't the gold in your pockets
 With everyone starving in rags.
 It ain't the size of your rockets
 With all your foes in black bags.
 'Cause carnival's in town
 From Sunday to Sunday
 And everything's upside down
 With rainbows in fun grey
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 The scars won't heal this time
 Cause again you refused to hear the rhyme
 They'll stare and stay to remind
 It's no game part 3 – sublime
 'Cause carnival's in town
 From fun day to fun day
 And all is upside down
 With all your life in fun grey
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 What winds you up is your ticket
 To the greatest show on earth
 If you can't punch it just lick it
 Taste the flavor of birth
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful
 New dreams, new blood, new life - I'm wishful