The streets are lined with gold

The cheese is full of mold

Oh, come into the fold with me 

Global domination

While it sparks my imagination

It kills the vegetation

Ant it's not my cup of tea



The stairs are high and winding

My brother is divining

The empire is declining

But the wine is old

It's never sweet enough

And a little too tough

And they play a bit too rough

And they talk a little bit too cold



Say there's another color

Just say it on a bet

You know it's true

Though you haven't heard it yet

They're playing it for keeps

Like pieces on a board

You know it's true

Though you haven't heard before



Welcome to the decline

It's going just fine

It's good for the wine 

And it's good for the forces

You can run but you can't hide

And beggars would ride

If they had the horses



If wishes were horses 

Beggars would ride

If wishes were horses

Beggars would ride

If wishes were horses

Beggars would ride

If wishes were horses

Oh, beggars would ride

Beggars would ride



The carousel is burning

The model's eyes are yearning

The tables aren't turning

But the lunch is free

And it's never cheap enough

And it's always the same stuff

And they forever call your bluff

And forever get their fee



Say there's another color.....



There is no limitation 

Set upon this nation

What is our station 

And relationship?

What about the pollution

And the constitution?

What is the purpose

Of this burning branch I grip?



If wishes were horses 

Beggars would ride........