Moon shining down
through the palms
Shadows moving on the
sand
Somebody whispering
the twenty-third psalm
Dusty rifle in his
trembling hands
Somebody trying just
to stay alive
He got promises to
keep
Over the ocean in
america
Far away and fast
asleep
Silent stars blinking
in the blackness of an endless sky
Cold silver
satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
Galaxies unfolding,
new worlds being born
Pilgrims and
prodigals creeping toward the dawn
But it's a long road
out of eden
Music blasting from
an suv
On a bright and sunny
day
Rolling down the
interstate
In the good ol' usa
Having lunch at the
petroleum club
Smokin' fine cigars
and swappin' lives
He said: "gimme
'nother slice o' that barbecued brisket!"
"gimme 'nother
piece o' that pecan pie!"
Freeways flickering,
cell phones chiming a tune
We're riding to
utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon
Captains of the old
order clinging to the reins
Assuring us these
aches inside are only growing pains
But it's a long road
out of eden
Back home i was so
certain
The path was very
clear
But now i have to
wonder: "what are we doing here?"
I'm not counting on
tomorrow
And i can't tell
wrong from right
But i'd give anything
to be there in your arms tonight
Weaving down the
american highway
Through the litter
and the wreckage and the cultural junk
Bloated with
entitlement, loaded on propaganda
And now we're driving
dazed and drunk
Been down the road to
damascus,
The road to mandalay
Met the ghost of
caesar on the appian way
He said, "it's
hard to stop this bingeing, once you get a taste."
"but the road to
empire is a bloody stupid waste."
Behold the bitten
apple - the power of the tools
But all the knowledge
in the world is of no use to fools
And it's a long road
out of eden....
