The day the dream went right back to base

There was blood on the ground

Blood on the sand

Blood all around

Tracks of the ride of the bright murder hawk

The day the dream debased and went home

And the people did mill to those adrenaline rails

And everything stopped







The nurses climbed up

Our face paled

And there was no doubt at all

No two ways about it

Was the day Disney's dream debased







Saw a mouse, who flapped at my wife

And she told him what

And she told him what had gone down

Who then did not know the extent of the show

The people had [died/gave?] in the mouth of their ride







Disney







And Dopey and Mickey, Brer and Pluto

Secretly prayed

And there was no doubt at all

No two ways about it

Was the day Disney's dream debased







Disney







Dark glasses on Western Union

Man the gates

The dream, an innocent meets her fate

Far away from Appalachia and the city hate

The day X3







When there was no doubt at all

No maybe about it

It was the day the dream debased







Disney







I remembered it from

The back of my mind

The tune that I wrote

In fallen dreams

Anthem to

Creator of all that had stopped







So there was no doubt at all

No two ways about it

It was the day the dream debased