Fair Weather Ahead

There's this place full of mountain heads Living and chewing on the fat Built upon the hazy plan Like foundations slipping through the sand Long teeth and whiskers like a rat Fearing only those present They got zero emotion And everybody's fed up with that Put the lights out, fair weather ahead Whoa, these strange new creatures Ah-ah, they won't be led Warm outside but very cold within Followed and praised for many years They got all the promotions And isn't that the way it's always been History's written, always red Its pages are painful and clear It's so full of devotion Makes you wonder where it could have led Put the lights out, fair weather ahead Oh, these strange new creatures Ah-ah, they won't be led Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh There's this place full of mountain heads Living and chewing on the fat Built upon the hazy plan Like foundations slipping through the sand Put the lights out, fair weather ahead Whoa, these strange new creatures Oh-oh, they won't be led Put the lights out, fair weather ahead Whoa, these strange new creatures Aha, they won't be led