Babe, I don't know.
 Maybe we'll drop through the trap door of wisdom untold
 that'll lead us down pathways of gold
 Or just like the plan for the hungry or the wars that we wage
 I guess that its likely someday
 that maybe we'll just disappear.


 Like one of those stories about UFOs
 dinosaur bones or the dust bowl
 oh baby, maybe we'll just disappear.


 Wish I could unravel the mystery you hold in your soul
 oh, but how would I know.
 We could go over the edge that we been living on
 for so long.
 Or in our biographies, maybe our normal will change
 when we reach the next page
 or maybe we'll just disappear.


 Like one of those stories about UFOs
 the Berlin wall or the buffalos
 Oh, Baby, maybe we'll just disappear.