Someday I'll take you to Disneyland      Someday I'll take you to Disneyland   We'll go on Mr. Toad's Wild Ride, and follow him straight to hell   But that's not necessary just now   For now hell's all around us   Now rubber devils, no smell of sulphur   But hell nonetheless   Hell more grotesque than any medieval woodcut      Instead of dramatic demons: a lifeless shuffling horde   Without souls, without imagination, without worth   And beyond redemption      Someday I'll take you to Disneyland   I'll buy you a pair of mouse-ears   Tons of cotton candy   And a big helium balloon with Mickey inside      But all that can wait   Today I'll buy you a 357. Magnum, with lots and lots of bullets   I'll buy you a stack of AK-47's, and a warehouse filled with banana clips   All loaded, and ready to go   I'll buy you a B52 loaded with neutron bombs   And lots of soldiers, to do whatever is necessary      Disneyland can wait   We have time   Someday there'll be more of us   Maybe then the world can be Disneyland   And visiting hell will be noble again