In This Age of Hope and Golden Mountains Re-re-re-recorded

Girl you can't lead this life of lingerie and credit cards
You never chose this life nor does it choose for you
Only certain kind of people think that only certain kind of people
Ought to have what's good for me and you


So let me cast aside your diamond rings and fashion magazines
You don't need them and there is no place they're taking you
Everybody knows that everybody knows the rules
Darling that's no good for me and you


die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die just don't leave that rifle empty
Oh oh oh oh oh oh no there's no getting over you
Plea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ease please, please come town do your senses
Tear down your fences, your walls, crawling over you


How deep is the well you've been drinking from?
How fast can you go down and see?
Is it sure enough to last beyond this century?
Pure enough to wash your conscience clean


I see 7 billion miners digging holes in you, girl
Me, I can't be bothered
Lend me some of yours I'll send you some of somone else's
Pennies for your thoughts, connecting all the dots


die-dee-die-dee-die-dee-die just don't leave that rifle empty
Oh oh oh oh oh oh no there's no getting over you
Plea-ea-ea-ea-ea-ease please, please come town do your senses
Tear down your fences, your walls, crawling over you