They're Not Here, They're Not Coming

From the Arizona desert to the Salisbury Plain
Lights on the horizon patterns on the grain
Anxious eyes turned upward clutching souvenirs
Carrying our highest hopes and our darkest fearsThey swear there was an accident back in '47
Little man with a great big head splattered down from heaven
Government conspiracy, cover-ups and lies
Hidden in the desert under endless skiesWell, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No time for heroes, no place for good guys
No room for Rocky, the flying squirrelThey're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your weary eyes back homeward
Stop your trembling, dry your tearsYou may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not comingWould they pile into the saucer
Find Orlando's rat and hug it?
Go screaming through the universe
Just to get McNuggets?Well, I don't think so, I don't think so
It's much too dangerous, it's much too strange
Here in a world that won't give Oprah
No home on the rangeWell, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No authenticity, no sign of soul
The radio won't play George and MerleThey're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
'Til we put away our hatred
'Til we lay aside our fearsYou may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my sister
They're not here, they're not comingTo this garden we were given
And always took for granted
Well, it's like my daddy told me
You just bloom where you're plantedNow you long to be delivered
From this world of pain and strife
That's a sorry substitution
For a spiritual lifeWell, it's a cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold
Post, postmodern world
No place for sentiment, no room for romance
Bring back the Duke of EarlThey're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
Turn your hopes back homeward
Hold your children, dry their tearsYou may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not comingThey're not here, they're not coming
Not in a million years
'Til we put away our hatred
And lay aside our fearsYou may see the heavens flashing
You may hear the cosmos humming
But I promise you, my brother
They're not here, they're not coming