Song Description
I am describing people with ordinary jobs. duties and dreams, innocently taking part in the proliferation of weapons of mass destruction and the person at the top who's not so innocent, being admired and envied for their success
| Song Length |
4:43 |
Genre |
Pop - Alternative |
| Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
1st Verse
Big new order's comin' down the line
His next meal with a little on the side
Our man Ray he's got an idle mind
He's got a big dream of a cutting machine
With more bells and whistles than a jester's dream
Cruisin' that lawn on a sunny afternoon
He's got a belly full of beer
He's got a head full of tunes
Chorus
And there's a man on a hill, in his castle
No blood on his hands. no hassles
He's a makin' so much money it's unreal
Woudn't you like to be that man, on the hill
2nd Verse
Top down, streets of Belair
He's in love with his wife, he's in love with the wind in his hair
He's got a big fat bonus and a plaque on the wall
He says now pack your bags honey it's you and me
An all expense paid trip to the sea
Lyin' on that beach where the sun don't shine
Those mai tai's comin' on down the line
Like the big new order
Chorus
Segue
The obscene delight of the fruits of our labours
Come to rest in the hands of this restless Major
There's a promotion here if he can ride out the tension
Making light Colonel could only add to his pension
He's on the mark, He takes note of the weather
Guiding these babies like birds of a feather
Chorus