The day the dream went right back to base There was blood on the ground Blood on the sand Blood all around Tracks of the ride of the bright murder hawk The day the dream debased and went home And the people did mill to those adrenaline rails And everything stopped
The nurses climbed up Our face paled And there was no doubt at all No two ways about it Was the day Disney's dream debased
Saw a mouse, who flapped at my wife And she told him what And she told him what had gone down Who then did not know the extent of the show The people had [died/gave?] in the mouth of their ride
Disney
And Dopey and Mickey, Brer and Pluto Secretly prayed And there was no doubt at all No two ways about it Was the day Disney's dream debased
Disney
Dark glasses on Western Union Man the gates The dream, an innocent meets her fate Far away from Appalachia and the city hate The day X3
When there was no doubt at all No maybe about it It was the day the dream debased
Disney
I remembered it from The back of my mind The tune that I wrote In fallen dreams Anthem to Creator of all that had stopped
So there was no doubt at all No two ways about it It was the day the dream debased