I was so cool back in sixty-five I had it made 'cause I understood what to do to survive I had my car, and I made the scene Didn't give a damn about no gasoline They can go to hell My friend we never thought about the world And its realities The promised land was ours We were the Great Society I'm so confused by the things I read, I need the truth But the truth is, I don't know who to believe The left say yes, and the right says no I'm in between and the more I learn Well, the less that I know I got to make a show Livin' high, living fine Livin' high on borrowed time Faith be with me now I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland Faith be with me now I'm just a dreamer in a dreamland 'Cause we're Livin' high, living fine Livin' high on borrowed time Words and Music by Dennis De Young / Tommy Shaw