Moon shining down through the palms  Shadows moving on the sand  Somebody whispering the twenty-third psalm  Dusty rifle in his trembling hands    Somebody trying just to stay alive  He got promises to keep  Over the ocean in america  Far away and fast asleep    Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky  Cold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by  Galaxies unfolding, new worlds being born  Pilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawn  But it's a long road out of eden    Music blasting from an suv  On a bright and sunny day  Rolling down the interstate  In the good ol' usa    Having lunch at the petroleum club  Smokin' fine cigars and swappin' lives  He said: "gimme 'nother slice o' that barbecued brisket!"  "gimme 'nother piece o' that pecan pie!"    Freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tune  We're riding to utopia, road map says we'll be arriving soon  Captains of the old order clinging to the reins  Assuring us these aches inside are only growing pains  But it's a long road out of eden    Back home i was so certain  The path was very clear  But now i have to wonder: "what are we doing here?"  I'm not counting on tomorrow  And i can't tell wrong from right  But i'd give anything to be there in your arms tonight    Weaving down the american highway  Through the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junk  Bloated with entitlement, loaded on propaganda  And now we're driving dazed and drunk    Been down the road to damascus,   The road to mandalay  Met the ghost of caesar on the appian way  He said, "it's hard to stop this bingeing, once you get a taste."  "but the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste."    Behold the bitten apple - the power of the tools  But all the knowledge in the world is of no use to fools  And it's a long road out of eden....