Dallas In Romania - Mischief Brew

Romanian Dallas, our Jesus and Elvis for coffee and oil

The company palace still sending their vessels in search of new shores

And Land Ahoy!

We’ve warned of the dangers to good girls and boys:

Take candy from soldiers.

A red flag no more

So now come the imports and exports

Our weapons of war: a star on the screen

Their kids never dressed like that before

Romanian Dallas, the leaders allowed this indictment of greed

While Berlin was burning, a silent subversion had planted its seed

Well I’m sorry to say, the common man ain’t no working class saint

He just wants some rest at the end of the day

Whether America or somewhere

Far off in the East.

He’s falling asleep

A’watchin' our programs on TV

We can’t go back

This crazy old train never blew off track;

This great royal ship never steered off course;

Like it or not we’re movin' in next door

By grace or force

Romanian Dallas, some call it a virus

And others the cure

We can’t go back

This crazy old train never blew off track;

This great royal ship never steered off course;

Like it or not we’re movin' in next door

By grace or force

If you look behind, a runaway train

Still runnin' on time;

a history made

Of dirty secrets and lies;

Etch them in stone and leave them far behind…

Far behind…