Iroquois Street Factory lyrics

I'm making dreams in Iroquois Street factory Where the paycheck's a breeze and I tell jokes in Portugese The Spanish lady with the laze eye Thinks back before my time Danced around the avocado tree, a careless pirouette Reaching for perfect fruit that hasn't fallen yet And when the dream ends it ends (so pretend) I'm making dreams in Iroquois Street factory Where money grows on trees And I do whatever I please The quiet widow with the worry nose combs her hair before she goes Creamed corn and Pat Sajak; a Thursday rendevouz Dream 'till the radio sings a familiar tune And when the dream ends it ends (so pretend) She's been staring at her hands for hours watching the lines take form Begins the repetition of a weary life when a free spirit conforms And when the dream ends it ends (so pretend) I'm making dreams in Iroquois Street factory Where a required skill is building blocks of time to kill Now I'm serving time in Iroquois Street assembly line