Anyone caught speaking Esperanto Is thought crazy or headed for jail There's peace in the wilds of West Texas Where the sun and the sky prevail Take no notice of the rising waters Take no notice where the rivers run dry They'll be digging through the landfills To find evidence of our great demise
There's a changing pattern before us And the past tells the story quite well By the time we make it to Barstow We'll be more than halfway to hell
Waves of adverts that promise revival Trinket-ware that batters the brain The devil bought the key to Branson Drives a backhoe and wears a gold chain Now we're living in the unnamed timeframe Bets in Reno are on the human race Woke up in another test market With a new headache filter in place
There's a changing pattern before us And the past tells the story quite well By the time we make it to Barstow We'll be more than halfway to hell By the time we make it to Barstow We'll be more than halfway to hellTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
