and lace Down at the bauxite mine You get your own uniform Have lunchtimes off Take a monorail to your home Checkmate, baby God blessed us and our
Sometimes, there?s no star shining Scouting the edge of the universe Sometimes, you can?t see a horizon Between the ocean and the earth And just when
I was thinking about love and the acid test But first I got real dizzy with a real rockin' gang Then I saw the coma girl, on the excitement gang And
Okay, dream of freedom Under the moon in the dragon room Inside the mind of a soul confined Don't talk about soon in the dragon room Under the scream
late Before you know you'll be in Bummed Out City In a cloud of dust and rust And all the dogs biting on your exhaust pipe Even they gonna show you trust And
saying Hey, I hear what he's saying If you're after getting the honey, hey Then you don't go killing all the bees What the people are saying And we
destination On the express of the Ne?er Do Wells And we rock through Madison City And we didn?t even know she was there And when we hit the Buffers in Memphis And
cous in the jus of octopus Pastrami and salami and lasagne on the go Welcome stranger, there's no danger Welcome to this humble neighborhood There's balti, bhindi, strictly Hindi Dall, halal and
4 D way And when I got there you know it had certain similarities Like no smoking anywhere And hiding in the khazi to avoid paying the fare 4 D Tequila anyone And
all over Stalingrad While some are waking, some are sleeping From Kamchatka to the Gabon Above the Tradewind wingtips beating We calling out for Ronnie And
meant to be And I'm singing to all the torn betting slips flying around my feet I'm talking to all the chewing gum that's stuck everywhere on the street And
Ramshackle Day Parade This is the Ramshackle Day Parade Of all those lost, unborn and unmade And whose heads got filled with neon lava And remain buried
It's gonna boom Mariachi This really fine piece of madera And this will be the counter Of the Pueblo Tabacalera Shape, it up, shape it up, shape it up
Yeah, oh, one of those top nights of the year And I see everyone's here Oh, took me a long time to get it But when its taken time Think and don't forget
Possible chance, storm Possible chance, gale Welcome to Britain, in the third Millennium This is the diary of a Macedonian, Macedonian He went to Britain
ne'er spoke again, For he tore its chords asunder; And said "No chains shall sully thee, Thou soul of love and brav'ry! Thy songs were made for the pure and
strip Looking in the eyes of the diamonds and the spies and the hip Who's sponsoring the crack ghetto Who's lecturing, who's in the know and in the don
in doin' their thing Gettin' all the Mozzarella in And the passin' time and phassin' moons Words flyin' in cloudy rooms Plastic bags, milk and eggs