There's this place full of mountain heads
Living and chewing on the fat
Built upon the hazy plan
Like foundations slippin' through the sand Long teeth and whiskers like a rat
Fearing only those present
They got zero emotion
And everybody's fed up with that Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led Warm outside but very cold within
Followed and praised for many years
They got all the promotions
Isn't that the way it's always been History's written always red
It's pages are painful and clear
It's so full of devotion
Makes you wonder where it could have led Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led There's this place full of mountain heads
Living and chewing on the fat
Built upon the hazy plan
Like foundations slippin' through the sand Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led Put the lights out, fair weather ahead
Oh, these strange new creatures
Aha, they won't be led