It's not like I'm going to be grumpy or anything, I like it. It's not like I'm going to be grumpy or anything, I like it. I'd be on the western scores, there's an alien land Where they work for nothing, they either don't know them all or they'll leave their plan They can sell for beautiful pay, everything they could want Maybe those invisible slaves are too far away for a ghost to haunt What are they charged? Letting go of a claim so large Ah, all of the working days are done What a time if you're having more than the fun Getting used to the dust in your lungs Is there no way down From this peak to solid ground Without having a goatee from our mouths Make me a dream strong enough To wash away the dishwater world they said was lemonade Walk with me after the show And maybe we can find a way to the minefield in the snow What are they charged? Letting go of a claim so large Ah, all of the working days are done What a time if you're having more than the fun More than you're used to, the same can be done Getting used to the dust in your lungs