The stranger comes to town and he is greeted like a prince 
Society declares him wise and funny 
Celebrities are only decorations in this place 
What really matters here is old money 

His temporary lover has amber colored skin 
In a lush apartment in the city center 
Bankers like his company, they always let him in 
There is no door to tell him, “Do Not Enter” 

They’re following a dream, following a dream, sleepwalking 

Our boy’s become a member of a most desired club 
He has a fine address in the East 60’s 
If hipness could be  diagrammed then he would be the hub 
And girls follow him around like sexy pixies 

There’s talk among the moneymen in Miami Beach 
The train is leaving, you don’t want to miss it 
Whatever it is he’s offering is there within your reach 
So, here is the ring, why don’t you kiss it? 

They’re following a dream, following a dream, sleepwalking 

But there’s a country house a world away from here 
Where accusations fill the room today 
Something has gone missing and it’s absolutely clear 
A servant left quite suddenly 
He didn’t ask for money he 
Just packed up and went quietly away 

Back inside the nouveau world the riche are sitting down 
They realize it’s time for some assessments 
Their charismatic friend is somehow nowhere to be found 
Along with their good will and their investments 

Someone said they saw him on a plane to Salvador 
Or maybe Moscow now the weather’s warming 
The lure of easy money keeps him constantly employed 
And it’s a social service he’s performing 

They’re following a dream, following a dream, sleepwalking 
They’re following a dream, willingly it seems, sleepwalking