There's this place full of mountain heads

Living and chewing upon the fat

Built upon the hazy plan

Like foundations slipping through the sand



Long teeth and whiskers like a rat

Fearing only those present

They got zero emotion

And everybody's fed up with that



Warm outside but very cold within

Followed and praised for many years

They got all the promotions

Isn't that the way it's always been



History's written always red

Its pages are painful and clear

It's so full of devotion

Makes you wonder where it could have led



Put the lights out

Fair weather ahead

These strange new creatures

They won't be led