Had a dream You and me and the war of the end-times ♪ And I believe California succumbed to the fault line We heaved relief As scores of innocents died And the Andalusian tribes ♪ Setting the lay of Nebraska alight 'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels ♪ Hetty Green Queen of supply-side bonhomie bone-drab You know what I mean ♪ On the road It's well advised that you follow your own bag
In the year of the chewable Ambien tab And the Panamanian child ♪ Stands at the Dowager Empress's side And all that remain is the arms of the angels And all that remain is the arms of the angels ♪ And you've receded into loam ♪ And they're picking at your bones We'll come home ♪ We'll come home ♪ Quiet now Will we gather to conjure the rain down? ♪ Will we now Build a civilization below ground? And I'll be crowned the community kick-it-around And the Andalusian tribes ♪ Setting the lay of Nebraska alight 'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels 'Til all that remain is the arms of the angels