Dis---land (Was Made For You & Me)

Dis---land (Was Made For You & Me) - Timbuk 3

Wisemouth Johnny was a gifted child

Went out in the world one foggy morn

Gazed at the city that lay in ruin

Skipped down the road and sang this song

Let the wayward children play

Let the wicked have their day

Let the chips fall where they may

I'm going to Disneyland

On The Blood Of The Lamb Variety Show

See the little preachers all in a row

They jump and shout hoot and holler

Prayin' for your salvation dollar

Let the wayward children play

Let the wicked have their day

Let the chips fall where they may

I'm going to Disneyland

As we contemplate the horror

Of the senseless things men do

In this search for rhyme or reason

One must finally come to view

This recurring nightmare madness

As merely man's attempt

To prove that nothing's sacred

That no one is exempt

So let the wayward children play

Let the wicked have their day

Let the chips fall where they may

We're all going to Disneyland

Don't matter what I say

It don't matter what notes I play

'Cause we're all gonna die someday

We'll all be together in Disneyland