No Way Down

He's the son of a government man

And a pillar of salt

I was born with blood on my hands

And have all the signs of a bleeding heart

Livin' high on a giant hawk

On a mountain so steep

Keep your head in a hollow log

As the ruling fog are about to creep

What have we done?

How'd we get so far from the sun

Lost, lost in an oscillating phase

Where a tiny few catch all of the rays

Out beyond the western squalls

In an indian land

They work for nothing at all

The don't know the mall or the layaway plan

Dig yourself a beautiful grave

Everything you could want

Maybe those invisible slaves

Are too far away for a ghost to haunt

What do we charge?

Letting go of a claim so large

Oh, all of our working days are done

But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Get used to the dust in your lungs, hmm

Is there no way down

From this peak to solid ground

Without havin' our gold teeth

Pulled from our mouths?

Make me a drink strong enough

To wash away the dishwater world they said was lemonade

Walk with me after the show

Maybe we can find a way through the minefield in the snow

What do they charge?

Letting go of a claim so large

Oh, all of our working days are done

But a tiny few are having all of the fun

Apologies to the sick and the young

Get used to the dust in your lungs