Another Land - The Residents

I heard a rumor from the east

That Pit Moles' battles with the beast

Have left them mindless and sick

That west is where, their fingers say

Are new found sites that give them something to cling to

The rumors have them coming here

Believing life is not so harsh

Life not so harsh, indeed

A hundred thousand refugees?

The Pit Moles are coming, I heard just today

Our problems with labor have just been done away with

The Pit Moles will work hard and we’ll barely pay

So eager to get work, they’ll do things just the way we want

The Pit Moles are thrifty, their gods reassure

That poverty’s blissful;

they like being destitute

Let my children live in a holy land

Let my children live in a holy land

Need work?

Need work?

Sign here, sign here

Come on over

Sign here

Need work?

Well, over there?

Come on, come over here

Come on, let’s go

Leave him alone

Sorry, sorry, that’s all we need now

Sorry, sorry, that’s all we need

No… no… no more work now

The rest of you please leave

Go away