There's a fire on the line Going to slow this old engine down And they say we're running out of time Will be too late to celebrate When the curtain of the century comes down Or will we drive through the ashes of the fire unafraid Or die right here in this desert we've made
Stormy waters off the beam Going to sink this old battleship we've made And she's building up a head of steam And the coastguard cursed as another flare burst With just the keel of his lifeboat laid Will we reach the harbour with all hands saved Or sink like a stone in this watery grave
There's double trouble in the sky Silver linings vanish in thin air And they say we're all going to fry When the harmful rays of the sun we praise Cast a shadow on our children's lives Will we burn to a cinder in the sun's sweet kiss Or see another sunrise, through a cool morning mist