Another stone rolls over. The republic is just one more year older. But way out in the distance. We see your white boots glisten in the sun. . We know you've come here with a plan.
We've got our tracks covered. Thanks to your older brother. It's not the moonlight that sets me off. It's not the money that makes me scoff. . It's my impeccable disorder.
Don't forget to write. Don't forget to write. They buried me. In southwest France. La Ferrassie you know I am. . Don't forget to write. Don't forget to write.
We get our nerves of steel. When the balaclavas go on. We're just not used to ourselves. If it pays then it sells our hides. . I wake for every meal. But I still set a place for you.
No we can't. . See the ruins of the old world below. That's what our ancestors left us. Our robot masters will know. How to clean this mess up and build a better world.
Operator, get me the president of the world. This is an emergency. . Do your neighbor a favor. Collect their morning paper. And clip out all the sad bits, no one wants to read that.
There's a good chance we won't make it to the big dance. They all owe us ticket's for two. So if I may, I will take the first steps. And say I feel like drowning at the end of the month.
It's been a blast but we've been caught. Packing up your suitcase, hard day, long face. Get the story right, get the story right. Get the story down. .
Oh, give us your vote. Give us your vote. If you know what's good for you. . Oh, give us your vote. Give us your vote. If you know what's good for you.
Oh, give us your vote. Give us your vote. If you know what's good for you. . Oh, give us your vote. Give us your vote. If you know what's good for you.