Little Johnny he was a rock 'n' roll star from Tuscon, Arizona
   And a wizard with the figures was Mister B.
   Ran a computer company
   And Harry he was a tough marine
   Who never fought a war
   And I was the clown who dreamt a dream
   Playing the guitar
  
   So here we are
   We've come so far
   No longer pawns or stooges in the big game
   We're aiming high
   Reaching for the sky
   Where the ocean ends
   We'll find a new-born land
   For everyone like you and I
  
   We were bankers we were bosses
   We were beggars and bums
   Martyrs and millionaires
   We were teachers we were preachers
   Falling angels and monks
   Gamblers and legionaires
   We were winners and loosers
   Magicians and boozers
   Sad eyed fools that meant no harm
   And I was a clown who dreamed his dream
   Playing the guitar
  
   So here we are
   We've come so far
   No longer pawns or puppets in the rat race
   We're aiming high
   Reaching for the sky
   Where the ocean ends
   We'll find a new-born land
   For everyone like you and I
  
   So here we are
   We've come so far
   No longer pawns or stooges in the big game
  
   We're aiming high
   Reaching for the sky
   Where the ocean ends
   We'll find a new-born land
   For everyone like you and I