Hey now my red   Clouds're rolling in   To catalogue and number every stone cold dream   And I've seen Sal thumbing his way up to the stars   I've seen angels in the shooting galleries   And heroes in the bars      I've seen a death warrant out on the moon   I saw what happened when the prophet spoke too soon   And I heard the radio sneeze into the evening   And all the bat-squeak singers selling fake hope to the sleeping      I've seen the cover up of cold hard facts   Burning acid holes in the magazine racks   I saw Jenny have a baby in the street   Where they're playing blindman's bluff between the dying and the concrete      I've seen a paper corpse holing up a doorway   I heard the lonely voices singing, "Yeah, I did it your way"   And I held the future up to a looking glass   It bears a striking resemblance   To the embers of the past      I've seen the chorus girls the ribbon and the rot   Seen electoral debates on the glass-rim of a whiskey shot   And I caught the glimmer in a hurricane's eye   I’ve seen these AK-47's with their noses to the sky      I smelled the ghosts of the ashes and the orchids   I've got promises tattooed on the insides of my eyelids   And I'll be watching when the Richter reaches 10   I bled by these weapons babe and now I'm one of them