1959

[Verse 1:] Listen to my story, got two tales to tell One of fallen glory, one of vanity The world's roof was raging We were looking fine Cause we built that thing [Chorus:] And it grew wings In 1959 [Verse 2:] Wisdom was a teapot, pouring from above Desolation angels served it up with love Igniting life every form of light Moved by bold design Slid in that thing [Chorus] [Verse 3:] It was blue and shining in the sun Braced, native Speeding the American plain Into freedom freedom freedom China was a tempest and madness overflowed The lama was a young man and watched his world in flames Taking glory down by the edge of clouds It was a crying shame Another lost horizon Tibet the fallen star Wisdom and compassion crushed in the land of Shangri-la But in the land of the Impala honey, well we were looking fine Cause we built that thing and it grew wings in 1959[x3] It was the best of times, it was the worst of times in 1959[x2]