Deng Xiaoping A true Asada king Lay dying in Shanghai A comet tracing through the sky Chairman Mao Heard thunder in the dawn The old guard’s come and gone And underneath our world’s a drone
While my grandfather floats in the sea All the angels stare at me The dome of the sky fades away All I see is outer space While my grandfather floats in the sea Chairman Mao laughs joyfully The dome of the sky fades away And every now and then I see some outer space
Off the coast The shipping lanes are closed The fields have all gone dry The satellites are standing by But Bay-one He’s whirling like a Khan Mole’s like a swan The airwaves of the demi-monde