Going To the Desert

Going to the desert Trying to remember your name Pondering your gift Was it all in vain The three wise monkey's Light up their spliff's Human beings turn into lemmings And gather at the cliff's Going to the desert Trying to remember your name Pondering your gift Was it all in Vain Economists play a hot tune As the blind mice dance As the beat builds Everyone is caught in a trance Going to the desert Trying to remember your name Pondering your gift Was it all in vain The bankers want a pound of flesh But they say they don't want blood Tell that to the poor When they gentrify their neighbourhood Going to the desert Trying to remember your name Pondering your gift Was it all in vain Lord above forgive us For our considerable shame We know not , what , we do We just play the game Going to the desert Trying to remember your name Pondering your gift Was it all in vain