I'll clap my hands along, and rattle on like a vagabond. I'll rip my uniform, and bend the floor to the early mornin'. I'll shake your dollar bill, and spend it all before the bombs 'll kill me.
comin thru the barricades. cuttin the lines. the red lights goin round. like insanity sirens. the end of the galaxy. the middle of the road. where the blackout moons.
I wish I was a rich man a livin' on Cadillac lane. And I'd tour the world in a great big shiny plane. I'd go to all the famous places like Italy Rome and Spain.