In the southwest desert North America Back in '47 The day was almost done The sound of the locusts The color of the sand And the sky in the desert Fell to the land
There's something hidden in Hanger 18
What did they find, what do they know Down in New Mexico They're holding out, they're laying low Down in New Mexico
There are secret meetings In low lit rooms There are careless whispers In dark saloons
It's plausible denial The chain of command There's a secret hiding And a master plan
They're hiding something in Hanger 18
What did they find, what do they know Down in New Mexico They're hiding out, they're laying low Down in New Mexico Who pulls the strings, who runs the show Down in New Mexico They're holding out, no secrets told Down in new New Mexico
And everything will change Astronomy, Astrology Nothing stays the same Theology, Philosophy
There's something hidden in Hanger 18
What did they find, what do they know Down in New Mexico They're hiding out, they're laying low Down in New Mexico Who pulls the strings, who runs the show Down in New Mexico They're holding out, no secrets told Down in new New Mexico
What did they find, what do they know Down in New Mexico Who holds the key, who writes the code Down in New Mexico Who pulls the strings, who runs the show Down in New Mexico They're holding out, no secrets told Down in new New MexicoTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
