Columbus fell down on his knees
So weak from sailing on the seas
He thought he was in the East Indies
But he was lost in America
A shiny wine in iron spine
At that million dollar bash,
and the champagne splashed
Until they heard about the crash,
Ooh, there's no pie in the sky,
it's down here where you'll find it
John Henry laid his hammer down
And headed back to his hometown
Someone took the road signs down
He didn't want to make a scene
He died in the wreck of the C -19
Scarlet's attacked by the dream
Another one lost in America
There's no pie in the sky,
it's down here where you'll find it
And hope no one can find it
Columbus fallen on his knees
Weak from sailing on the seas
He's picked up by security
Apple grapes, celebrities
TV cops with lung disease
Exposed tobacco companies
In three part my harmonies
Have you seen the size of me?
I'm a hard and chilly man
With no more soul to shine
A money raiser are buying
Don't be so stubborn and so proud
I have turned the signpost round
Oh, there's no pie in the sky
It's down here where you'll find it
Cut it into slices, wrap it up in vine
I saw you come into the trap
Now come and fall into my lap
So we can smudge and stain this map
With a little help from the medium
We'll turn the planes around today
Make them fly the other way
Cause we know we are here to stay