We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure
And laid our armor down
These precious metals and these captain's letters
They are no use to us now In the day we struggle with fatigue much greater
Than any offer was We bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys
Unable to hold their own guns I know that soldiers are not paid to think
But something is making us sick
Onward and steady able and young In the valley of the low low sun
In the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder
Into the back of beyond
Burning the daylight into a pastime
That's too wise to come more than once
It's boom boom thunder ain't no sleep coming
Out mining a slippery world
Of snow covered beaches and junkyards of diesel
And bombers named after girls
On bridges of black ice not built for the rush
There's a new kind of beast getting up
That's stranger than fiction speaking in tongue
Hold on for the slow turning
Smoke if you've got 'em boys
This is bottom hiding out
Down under the stairs
Tomorrow has come like it's drunk on the blood
Of the men who have dared to be there
The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding
It's way up around the sun
As cool water crashes down to the masses bootlegged and bottled like rum
My dreams are humble lean as arrows
Streetwise ready and fair
As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails
On high seas not fit to be sailed
Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven
But baby we just look like hell
Act like you mean it where paradise was
In the valley of low low sun
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