1959 <br /><br /> (Smith/Shanahan) <br /> (C)1997 druse music, inc./slea head music <br /> (ascap) <br /><br />Listen to my story. Got two tales to tell. <br />One of fallen glory. One of vanity. <br />The world's roof was raging, but we were looking fine; <br />'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings, <br /> in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. <br /><br />Wisdom was a teapot; Pouring from above. <br />Desolation angels <br /> Served it up with Love. <br />Ignitin'[g strife] like every form of light, <br /> then moved by bold design, <br />slid in that thing and it grew wings, <br /> in Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. <br /><br /> **************** <br /> It was Blood, shining in the Sun; <br /> First: Freedom! <br /> Speeding the american claim: <br /> Freedom; Freedom; Freedom; Freedom! <br /> ****************** <br /><br />China was the tempest; [And] Madness overflowed. <br />[The] Lama was a young man, <br /> and [he] watched his world in flames. <br />Taking Glory down by the edge of clouds; <br /> It was a cryin'[g] shame. <br />Another lost horizon. Tibet the fallen star. <br />Wisdom and compassion Crushed, in the land of Shangri-La. <br />But in the land of the Impala, honey, well, <br /> we were lookin' Fine, <br />'cause we built that thing and it grew wings; <br /> In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. <br />'Cause we built that thing and it grew wings; <br /> In Nineteen-Fifty-Nine. <br /><br />It was the best of times, it's [was] the worst of times; <br />In 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959; 1959. <br />It was the best of times; It was the worst of times. <br /> [In] Nineteen-Fifty-Nine.
