There's power in the name But the name's been lost for centuries There's poison is in the water But the water tastes like honey And we're so thirsty we don't care where we wake up tomorrow We don't care, the question can hardly hold our attention And this is a song for your young men to sing when they run out of options Yeah, when they run out of options There's the faith you can give or withhold And then there's the one true faith There's the revolution you came for And the one you're eventually going to get And there's a road that starts right here and leads clear up to saskatchewan And i brought a full tank and a '67 mustang And this is a song for your young women to whistle While they're driving at high speeds down the highway The wind up in the trees The song on the wind There's a mesage in the song But the message is hopelessly complicated And the words on water And dissapeear before you write them down But i, i brought the polaroid And this the song And everyone's got to sing along But it hasn't got a chorus God damn it all Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah