' my mind Oh, gotta say, fuck all, y'all, all y'all Wasteland warriors, we stressed We stressed, we stressed War corruptin' my mind Wasteland warriors ride War corruptin' my mind Wasteland
Meet me on the wastelands, later this day We'll sit and talk and hold hands maybe For there's not much else to do In this drab and colorless place Sit
Alone on my steel horse I ride The engine echoes in the night Through a concrete jungle a wasteland I call home No fears and no regrets No apologies
as destructive as we are? Wasteland Children are dying for what they do not see Ideology kills! Wasteland Knowledge is something for people with reason, With responsibility Wasteland
, I've been Too long in the wasteland Too long in the wasteland I believe I'll have to stay Too long in the wasteland Too long in the wasteland I'll
She opened her heart to a tearaway, sheepskin tearaway He was covered in scars and full of heroin Everyone said from the start Not one single thing could
In the coldest, the coldest of nights Of fire and light to warm my bones I've had enough of the dreadful cold And from the flames of his silent maid
Captured clandestine Crawled into the lights He knew he was in for a shoeing Just wasn't to be his night Dragged out of the frozen Rhine For the Motherland
Into The Wasteland Into the wasteland we ride; Aftermath of this guilt-stricken world Misled and deprived... conscious... A call to arms A pawn in this
given no consideration. Inherit the wasteland! Spilled oil contaminates the sea. Inherit the wasteland! Poisons fill the atmosphere. Inherit the wasteland! Toxins infect the ground. Inherit the wasteland
to the bottom of the sea Living in the wasteland of the free Living in the wasteland of the free Living in the wasteland of the free
too long in the wasteland too long in the wasteland I believe I'll have to stay yeah, I've been too long in the wasteland too long in the wasteland I
help And please see the bleeding heart perched on my shirt Die, withdraw, hide in cold sweat, quivering lips Ignore, remorse, naming a kid, living Wasteland
Nothing lives nothing breathes a silent wind will blow A darkness lies upon this land sent to us from below A nothingness no one will see a terminated
1,2,1,2,3,4 In Arcadie, your life trips along It's pure and simple as the shepherd's song Seraphic pipes along the way in Arcady In Arcady, In Arcady
A little death around the eyes Taking medicine in your hotel room That's your medicine, better rest on all fours That's your medicine, in a nut shell
Are you still talking to All of those dead film stars like you used to? And are you still thinking of All of those pretty rhymes and perfect crimes Like
We've been a long time together now Time together on the Snakey Road There ain't no time together Like time spent together on the Snakey Road Wandering
