It’s a stone’s throw, out this fox hole They lead lined, all my friends skulls Gas mask trench rabbits, gas trench, mask rabbits Shot, shot in the head
It’s a rock tool, to carve out my heart So the new day will start What’s mine is what’s mine is yours The World’s not, not what it was
It’s a Soft Time Traveler It’s a Soft Time Traveler
Mushroom clouds, like trees Einstein’s brain babies Grown up, have grown to be MACHINES of casualties
But he’s a Soft Time Traveler she’s a Soft Time Traveler I’m a Soft Time Traveler We are Soft Time Travelers