I was walkin to the corner drug store   and what should I happen to see   there were picket lines    and the people were a shoutin'   "Down with democracy"    as I strolled on by someone grabbed my arm and said   "buddy where do you stand"?    I said "I stand wherever I choose my friend   and you best let go of my hand"    as I walked away on a sunny day, I swear IÂ heard him scream   "you know you're leanin' on my dream"   "Hey man you're leanin on my dream"       Got home and turned on the tv set   and sat me down to eat   and a man came on    talkin' bout the coppers   they were blockin' off another street   Seems some folks was raisin' cain   and a riot had broke out       and they flashed the camera on the guy who had stopped me   I watched him runnin' about   as the cops were draggin him away   I heard on of 'em scream   "you know you're leanin' on my dream"   "these kids are leanin' on my dream"       oh yeah      well I got up and turned off the tv set   and to tell you I was feelin' mean   an I thought a while    tryin to make some sense   out of everything that I have seen      I was addin' the score when there's a knock on the door   was a letter addressed to me    It read "greetings from the president, united states"   I fell down on my knees       The next day I was on the picket line   and Lord you should have heard me scream   "you know you're leanin' on my dream"   "hey man you're leanin' on my dream"