Lyrics:
Good thieves of burning carsEncircle poisoned rivers, minds and heartsHorses want to danceBut find their wings are damaged, water damagedGold is selling outSo hurry, mighty ocean's rising fastA big man with a planHas got a storm a coming, monster comingFrom Atlantis to InterzoneYou start on the edge and you end on your own(Repeat)We're fragments of fictionYour dead man, half aliveWho hangs from helping numbers, one to fiveHis ears, pricked with the knifeHears that the east are coming, west are comingFrom gravity's rainbowThe axis here is still unknownThe children's faces glowThe wasteland guides them, wasteland guides themFrom Atlantis to InterzoneYou start on the edge and you end on your own(Repeat 2x)We're fragments of fiction