No Country

I heard there was a kind of tree releasing spores, That could enslave a mind, to follow secret laws. He came home one day and he was changed for good. Now he'll never walk, under sycamore.

I love you like we're in the movies. I got a Cold War fascination. Blooming with the day she was.

He said "I won't dirty you when I'm making love." He don't realise. He don't realise.

I love you like we're in the movies. I got a pirate fascination. Blooming at the gate she was. But Uncle Johnny, I don't see a way out, It's like a roller coaster going round and round in my childhood holiday, But there all in chains: My mama's in chains, My daddy's in chains, My brother's in chains, Sister: chains, Julietta: chains, Julianna: chains, Frida: chains.

I heard there was some kind of lost metropolis That could enslave a mind, to harbour Secret fears.

I gotta get paid; gotta get made of make-believe, 'Cause there is no country for young men like me.

I love you starlight, Hold tight, when you're seeing red, But it's alright, put my head under the bed. And singing me to sleep, she was, but they're all in chains: My mama's in chains, My daddy's in chains, My brother's in chains, Sister: chains, Julietta: chains, Julianna: chains, Frida: chains.

Guess there is no country for young men, No country for young men, No country for young men like you.

I bet you're at some kind of party. I bet you're like a superstar there. I hope you're on an A-3-80 outta here.

I love you like we're in the movies. I bet you're hanging out with Tupac. I hope you're out there, Somewhere in the atmosphere.

I heard there was a kind of tree releasing spores, That could enslave a min, to follow secret laws.