Amazing Kreskin Lyrics - Strange Cousins From The West - Clutch

In the raining park the chessmen play, 

The faithful atheists refuse to pray, 

The steam-works weep, the addicts do not care, 

Crowd of cold people stand by and stare 

The garbage eaters, their many retainers 

Come to collect all the foul remainders 

The smoke hangs heavy, the wrecking ball swings 

In the clockwork of a collapsing thing 

Wasted plastic empire's golden age, chemical wedding 

Citizens in their refineries cheer the nuptial bedding 

The hourglass is turning 

On a shore of iron, cutters, and clippers 

Paper, rock, rock, paper, and scissors 

On a road of skulls their story moves on 

It's a bumpy ride and very, very, very long 

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In the blue sky the seagulls fly over garbage. 

Are we the ocean? Are we the desert? 

Are we the garbage? Who's to say? 

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