Staggering weary dinosaur
He of the burned out industry
Knocking back drinks at lunch
Stumbling in all punch drunk
Wasting time like it wasn't no thing
Here's the table, nothing to bring
Replacing the practice with preaching
And calls another "strategy meeting"
It's hard to take advice
From one so out of touch
This is where the heart beats
But you won't find a pulse
Heartbeats on empty streets
It's kinda hard to believe
We're still standing here
Neurotic wife, hopeless son
Only too willing to cut and run
The world sees a cruel joke
The charade went up in smoke
He delegates from a cubby-hole
Calls 'em in, spits vitriol
He won't find a friend here
The last ship sailed from bikini atoll
It's hard to take advice
From one so out of touch
This is where the heart beats
But you won't find a pulse
Heartbeats on empty streets
It's kinda hard to believe
We're still standing here
It's hard to take advice
From one so out of touch
This is where the heart beats
But you won't find a pulse
There's heartbeats on empty streets
It's kinda hard to believe
That we're still standing here
There's heartbeats on empty streets
It's kinda hard to believe
That we're still standing here
Still standing here
