I saw things that may come
The ragwort-eaten pavements
In crumbled silent cities
With roads that lead to nothing
Wake up and see the carbon copy of a dinosaur
Wake up and smell the carbon coffee, oh dinosaur
Tonight this house is full
Of laughter and of dancing
One day a cold, dry wind
Will blow through broken windows
Wake up and see the carbon copy of a dinosaur
Wake up and smell the carbon coffee, oh dinosaur
Oo-hoo, oo-hoo
Oo-hoo, oo-hoo
Oo-hoo, oo-hoo
Oo-hoo, oo-hoo
