Re-ac-tor lyrics

Oh, hello Mr. Soul, I dropped by to pick up a reason
For the thought that I caught that my head is the event of the season
Why in crowds just a trace of my face could seem so pleasin'
I'll cop out to the change, but a stranger is putting the tease on.

I was down on a frown when the messenger brought me a letter
I was raised by the praise of a fan who said I upset her

Shots
Ringing all along the borders can be heard
Striking out like a venom in the sky
Cutting through the air faster than a bird
In the night.

Children
Are lost in the sand, building roads with little hands
Trying to join their father's castles together again
Will they make it? Who knows where or when
Old wounds will mend?

Machines
Are winding their way along, looking strong

Down the mountainside

To the coastline

Past the angry tide

The mighty diesel whines.

And the tunnel comes

And the tunnel goes

Round another bend

The giant drivers roll.

I rode the Highball

I fired the Daylight

When I turned sixty-five

I couldn't see right.

It was Mr. Jones,

We've got to let you go

It's company policy

You've got a pension though.

Well, we live in a trailer at the edge of town
You never see us 'cause we don't come around.
We got twenty five rifles just to keep the population down.
But we need you now, and that's why I'm hangin' 'round.
So you be good to me and I'll be good to you,
And in this land of conditions I'm not above suspicion
I won't attack you, but I won't back you.

Once high on a hill
There was a song
Nothing was wrong
That's when time stood still

Now lovers are caught
Left in their thoughts
Tied to their dreams
Bound by the depth of their love

If I can't hold on to you
If I can't hold on to you
There'll be a sky of fire and hell of blue
If all of our dreams won't come true
I'll cover you, I'll cover you

Sky is fire, Hell is blue

The bridge, we'll build it now
It may take a lot of time
And it maybe lonely but
Ooh baby, ooh baby.

The bridge was falling down
And that took a lot of lies
And it made me lonely
Ooh baby, ooh baby.

The bridge was falling.
The bridge was falling.
The bridge was falling.

One day, when you talked to me
I saw myself again
And it made me love you.
Ooh baby, ooh baby.

Here’s a story about surfer joe
He caught the big one, but he let it go
There’s somebody satisfied with winning.

Back on the boardwalk there’s moe the sleaze
Sells good things and aims to please
He’s almost even but he doesn’t mind a handout.

Come on down for a pleasure cruise
We’re all going on a pleasure cruise
Come on down for a pleasure cruise