The caves of unimaginable sincerity and giving
In time, the strange folk found their way
Here they played out their peaceful lives
Of the mountain called, Monkey was enough
Every day, people would wake and stare at the mountain
Innocent of the litany of excess and violence
So immense that it could be heard far away in space
There's nothing you believe you want
Their very existence, a mystery to the rest of the world
Then there came a sound, distant first, it grew into castrophany
Where all good souls come to rest
It's rich seam fueling the chaos of their own world
They came in camouflage, hidden behind dark glasses
Obscured as it was by great clouds
Why was it bringing darkness into their lives?
They only saw shadows, you see
And it was there that they found
The dance of the dead, the dance of the dead
Oh, little town in U.S.A., the time has come to see
For the first time, the happy folk felt fearful
And as the strange folk mined deeper and deeper into the mountain
Meanwhile, down in the town, the Happy Folk slept restlessly
The mountain called Monkey had spoken
Without the truth of the eyes, the Happy Folk were blind
Their dreams invaded by shadowy figures digging away at their souls
To live in harmony with the spirit
In these caves above all things
That chilled the very soul of the Monkey
Into the higher reaches of the mountain
But no one noticed them
There were no screams, there was no time
That was growing in the world below
Falling out of aeroplanes and hiding out in holes
Now everybody dancing the dance of the dead
The strange folk, they coveted the jewels
It was only fire and then, nothing
Holes began to appear, bringing with them a cold and bitter wind
Then one day, strange folk arrived in the town
And soon they began to mine the mountain
By chance, they stumbled upon the place
Waiting for the sunset to come, people going home
For they knew that soon the Monkey would stir from its deep sleep
Jump out from behind them and shoot them in the head
But where were you when it all came down on me?
