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