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Smoke blossomed up out of the valley
the dragon of industry reared its head
A beached whale makes its own desert
A thunderous prayer for the faded dead
Flowers crushed beneath the wheels of progress
ancient ghosts eaten by blue flame
An alien hive of rusted life
discharges a torrent of black rain
And when this dragon’s eaten all he can
And when this monster’s had his fill
He’ll make the moon look like a Garden of Eden
Yes he will, oh baby yes he will
Smoke blossomed up out of the valley
A host of Nazgül kissed the sky
Paint the earth black with shadows
Mine shaft the devil in his eye
All this time we’ve been courting disaster
it brings dispair to your mama’s face
We’ve been nailing shut her mechanical coffin
Before we blast off to space (before we blast off to space!)
And when this dragon’s eaten all he can
And when this monster’s had his fill
He’ll make the moon look like a Garden of Eden
Yes he will, oh baby yes he will
And this dragon’s stomach goes on forever
like a circle it never ends
Well he can’t get enough and he won’t get enough
and that’s just where the trouble begins
‘Cause when this dragon’s eaten all he can
‘Cause when this monster’s had his fill
He’ll make the moon look like a Garden of Eden
yes he will, OH BABY YES HE WILL!