Motorcade
Beck · The Information [2006]
These toys are all lifeless
The armor's worn off
The shadow of a shadow
Is the ghost of a bomb
A skyscraper standing
In a desert alone
A helicopter searchlight
Searching for no one
We're all pushing up the tincan mountaintop
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
Sky-dancers dance in a parking lot wind
That comes from the tundra
Where the jungle begins
If there's hope in a road block
Guns in a church
The lord 'll take his motorcade
And drive us into the dirt
We're all pushing up the tincan mountaintop
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
The armor's worn off
The shadow of a shadow
Is the ghost of a bomb
A skyscraper standing
In a desert alone
A helicopter searchlight
Searching for no one
We're all pushing up the tincan mountaintop
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
Sky-dancers dance in a parking lot wind
That comes from the tundra
Where the jungle begins
If there's hope in a road block
Guns in a church
The lord 'll take his motorcade
And drive us into the dirt
We're all pushing up the tincan mountaintop
The smokestack clouds with glory attached