John Carpenter Powder Ballad - Turbonegro

How many times must we scale this wasteland

How many times must we climb these walls

A storm is brewing on the horizon

Dark skies gonna shut out the light

The high priest of the tribe got his eyes on you

We escape… Thru the night

We’ve got the power but no place to run

Dreams dying in the blacked out sun

You’ve got the powder

And i’ve got the gun

How can we break from this spell we’re under

Is there escape from this broken world

So take my hand, We’ll slip thru the outskirts

Together we can make it tonight

And if we cannot make it by daylight

We will stay- We will fight

We’ve got the power but no place to run

Dreams dying in the blacked out sun

You’ve got the powder

And i’ve got the gun

We’ve got the power but no place to run

Dreams dying in the blacked out sun

You’ve got the powder

And i’ve got the gun

It’s too late to turn back

The point of no return

It’s too late to turn back now

We watch the city burn

You can never go home