So I went to the doctor to see just what's wrong I said: I got this aching head man, and I sleep way too long Well are ya runnin' a fever, can ya finish your meals? And I said: No doc, set me straight and tell me the deal! Well listen now son, you've got the dreamers disease It'll make you sick sweat and shake, make ya weak in the knees It'll turn your outsides in, and your insides out Not to mention you'll develop a bad case of the gout Well please, good sir, help me ease my mind Are there some pills I can take, or someone's shoes I can shine? Well easy now, son, you'll have to wait in line The corner store opens tomorrow at 'bout a quarter to nine Help me, lord, if you please I got the dreamer's, I got the dreamer's disease Well I ran outta there just as fast I could I was feelin' mad at the world, a bit misunderstood So I screamed to the heavens shouting: Give me a sign! But instead of waiting for an answer I grabbed a bottle of wine I drank until I saw the gates of Sodom In hopes that I'd find the answer at the bottles' bottom But nothin' at all changed inside of me And I knew I was due for another reverie Help me, lord, if you please I got the dreamers, I got the dreamers disease The next mornin' when I awoke from up outta my dream About a ten foot tall man and his killin' machine He grabbed me by my shirt and put a gun to my head and said If you eat those pills son, you'd be better off dead Well I didn't care I ran down to the corner store The pharmacists said: Here's ten pills, and I said Gimme some more! I swallowed them all and in the blink of an eye I was just like every other ordinary guy Help me, lord, if you please I got the dreamers, I got the dreamers disease First my beard, disappeared Then I stopped singin' songs And all my crazy little thoughts Went back where they belong Then the next mornin' I found myself driving a silver sedan And everything seemed to be going just according to plan I'm on my bended knees Help me, lord, if you please I got the dreamers I got the dreamers disease