[Verse 1: Albert Bouchard] I am becalmed in virtue Lost to nothing on a bay of dreams Warm weather and a holocaust The tears of God flow as I bleed Left to die by two good friends Abandoned me and put to sleep On a shore where oyster beds seem plush as down And ripe enough for the Luxor dream [Bridge: Donald Roeser] Recall the dream of Luxor How...Learn More

[Verse: Buck Dharma & Eric Bloom] With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound He pulls the spitting high-tension wires down Helpless people on subway trains Scream, bug-eyed, as he looks in on them He picks up a bus and he throws it back down As he wades through the buildings toward the center of town [Chorus: Buck Dharma & Eric Bloom] Oh, no,...Learn More