Golden Gage

I'm movin' fast as a laser beam Lose no time gotta chase a dream But the walls they're raised high on the road ahead It took me a while to figure out I'm running in some kind of roundabout And the walls they're just made up in my head Hmm-hmm tear 'em down Oh-oh-oh-ooh you gotta tear em down Raise 'em up just to keep 'em out That's what walls are all about And they never ever do what they should Take a look into history It ain't no big mystery They caused grief wherever they stood Hmm-hmm tear 'em down Oh-oh-oh-ooh A golden gage is still a gage A happy slave is still a slave And a shining soul might still be dark Abusive men might have been abused Useless men can still be used And pictures you don't like might still be arts Well the walls up inside of your mind they can be torn apart Oh-oh-oh-ooh gotta tear 'em down Uuh-uuh you gotta tear 'em down