MOG

And all the laws of creation
Looking through a broken diamond
O deserts down below us
Like a stray dog gone defective
Capsized boats in the sea
Like a paper tiger in the sun
There is one word to the truth

O deserts down below us

Like a stray dog gone defective
There is one word back to civilization
To see how long nothing lasts
And storms up above

Through the halter skelter morning
There is one word to the morning
Through the ruins and the weather
Like a paper tiger in the sun
O deserts down below us

Like a paper tiger in the sun
And storms up above

And storms up above
Fix yourself while you still can

No more ashes to ashes
We're just holding on to nothing
Tell a dead man how to die
Like a stray dog gone defective
No more cinders from the sky
To make the past what it should be