New Romantic: Bradford Cox
Mr. Dream: Scarred for Life
I had a dream about Mr. Dream the other night (a good friend from good times)… we were on a boat with dozens of other people, surrounded by Dorian Gray-styled portraits of everyone on board. The captain of the ship (something like the Staten Island Ferry) was a giant talking lion. Like Aslan, except evil.
At night, we would dock the boat. Then we would turn into zombies and kill people. We eventually learned that the lion was controlling us through the painted portraits. So we burned our paintings and escaped.
Write a song about that.