Nothing else could be so confused

as they sneak through barbed wires

in this mine-field reality

Nothing else

Everything seems to move too fast

seems they're moving backwards

in the cold air they breathe

Hang on

they're coming straight in here

move on son

or disappear

Dream on

you'll get your place to be

Shine on gold

you're glittering

Screen-wide smiles and outrageous thrills

will they kill the mainman at the end of the movie?

Hang on

they're heading straight to you

Hold on son

till they get through

Dream on and guess what you will be

Shine on gold

don't disappear

Fast cars won't drive you back

don't even think of that

I'd stay and try to work it out

Cocktails and cadillacs

seems I'm not fit for that

I'd try again this time