No Country

I heard there was a kind of tree releasing spores,

That could enslave a mind, to follow secret laws.

He came home one day and he was changed for good.

Now he'll never walk, under sycamore.

I love you like we're in the movies.

I got a Cold War fascination.

Blooming with the day she was.

He said "I won't dirty you when I'm making love."

He don't realise. He don't realise.

I love you like we're in the movies.

I got a pirate fascination.

Blooming at the gate she was.

But Uncle Johnny, I don't see a way out,

It's like a roller coaster going round and round

in my childhood holiday,

But there all in chains:

My mama's in chains,

My daddy's in chains,

My brother's in chains,

Sister: chains,

Julietta: chains,

Julianna: chains,

Frida: chains.

I heard there was some kind of lost metropolis

That could enslave a mind, to harbour

Secret fears.

I gotta get paid; gotta get made of make-believe,

'Cause there is no country for young men

like me.

I love you starlight,

Hold tight, when you're seeing red,

But it's alright, put my head under the bed.

And singing me to sleep, she was,

but they're all in chains:

My mama's in chains,

My daddy's in chains,

My brother's in chains,

Sister: chains,

Julietta: chains,

Julianna: chains,

Frida: chains.

Guess there is no country for young men,

No country for young men,

No country for young men like you.

I bet you're at some kind of party.

I bet you're like a superstar there.

I hope you're on an A-3-80 outta here.

I love you like we're in the movies.

I bet you're hanging out with Tupac.

I hope you're out there,

Somewhere in the atmosphere.

I heard there was a kind of tree releasing spores,

That could enslave a min, to follow secret laws.