CUNEATE

Lyrics

All are mounting their brave new steeds
Riding through fences for heroic deeds
Ripping up posts and planting seeds

When you were a young boy your poppa told you
Son, you'll bear it all on your shoulder
Now the world's your own and nothing can hold you

I had a dream of cowboys and wagon trains
Of cactus, tornadoes, and the fear in this land
Where kids in the ghettoes with street-licking tongues
Sell old-mother crime for a nickel and a dime

We've disinfested God's own land
Politely shaken our neighbour's hand
Picked out the shells and shaken off the sand

The story's the same, nothing has changed
Action Man and a dog called Shame
'Pin the Tail on the Red' and other party games

And in my dream I shade my eyes
From the silver wings of my own flight
Over cities and the desert of planted seeds
To the edge of the Earth and the Scheme of Rebirth

All are mounting their brave new steeds
Riding through fences for the noblest deeds
Putting in their chips, preparing for peace

And in my dream I shade my eyes
From the silver wings of my own flight
Over cities and the desert of planted seeds
To the edge of the Earth and the Scheme of Rebirth