A glass ravine / The low clouds which wink

The boughs burnt diesel and burning pig

Wide rutted streets

"666 Park Avenue", yells a big red sign

cos it's an Anglo-Saxon in love with his doom

who left such a cheeky shrine



Then all at once the daylight came / The river lay ahead

In it stood a wooden horse so tall the water reached but half its leg

A sign nearby read "Damn You Law--this horse's hollow core

contains the means for your destruction!"

This all passersby ignored



"Save us, save us...."



When the great explorers, fortune hunters / Slave men, conmen set their sails

They dreamed of monsters without brains

Great hulks to block their treasure trail

Well, they got by with homicide but here's the end to the magic spell:

Now the monsters lie in mouths, in veins, in genitals, in empty bellies



Baby, baby, won't you treat me kind?

I'm only a white man who longs to die

To end I need the power that you must give me

Send the children outside! Don't resist! Don't cry!"



The ray of hope as hoe of rape

reflecting light from tractor headlamps into the victim's face



We bleat about our pain and how we lost and feel defiled

and we cry all night for Santa Claus to make our blizzard mild

The poor kind European white man never hurt a fly

We were friends to all the races, every woman, every child

"Save us, save us...."



So back in the dirty hotel I lay in my clothes and I slept

I dreamed that I was face-to-face with an amorous dragon

who wanted to kill me and beckoned

I approached, unsheathed, and said, "Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!"



Let me be at one with my destruction

Won't you please acquaint me with your beautiful loss?

Let's go