Spacehammer

unhappy voices on a static vibe
bring a man with a plan straight out of the sky

with a ten ton hammer and galactic stride
he lands in the dirt on a downhill slide
to the dark side

sees the people on the street
with the skeleton smiles
all teeth, no soul
but they've sure got style
and he wonders how things could ever go so wrong

so he raised that hammer
raise that hammer
raise that hammer
gonna raise it up
and bring that hammer down

made a big blue prison from a wishing well
and now it looks like heaven but it stinks like hell
and the ghosts of dreams long dead, arise
surfing the waves of the incoming tide

from the saints to the sinners
and in between
not one soul fit to live those dreams
and the man with the plan just couldn’t understand
sees the people on the street
with the skeleton smiles
all teeth, no soul but they’ve sure got style
and he wonders how things could ever go so wrong…

so he gathered all the dreams that he could find
shed a tear for the ones of the broken kind
then the man with the plan rose back into the sky
and the people on the street
with the skeleton smiles
they had one inch but they took ten miles
and they wondered how could things ever get so wrong