The Post Alternative Seattle Fall Out - Bruce Dickinson

Time travel…

Voyage of the chosen few…

Not yet, but maybe soon…

In the post alternative Seattle fallout

Worms will fly and pigs will shout

Does a worm have a brain, well you’d better find out

Slice it in half and suck the offending part out

If you can’t see the roof there must be a ceiling

If you can’t find the door you must be locked in

Cover your faces cover your vest

Cover your ears east and west

Where do you wanna go?

I know where you wanna go

I don’t want you to save me

Where do you wanna go?

I know where you wanna go

I don’t want you to save me

There’s something about a nozzle I like

Maybe the way they wave at you expectantly in the summer heat

Mmmm…

Yellow lines on policemen…

Dry?

In the post alternative Seattle fallout

How would ya know how would you find out?

How can you see the wood for the trees?

Trying to find a species to rhyme with the birds and bees

When the world is run by things that squirt… and it is

Better watch the skies for holy dirt

Go home on the bus and have your tea

Come have a vulture meal with me

Where do you wanna go?

I know where you wanna go

I don’t want you to save me

Where do you wanna go?

I know where you wanna go

I don’t want you to save me

Everything is very strange in here

Time travel

Voyage of the chosen few

Not yet… but maybe soon