These toys are all lifeless
The armor's worn off

The shadow of a shadow
Is the ghost of a bomb
Skyscraper standing

In a desert alone
A helicopter searchlight
Is searching for no-one


We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
The smokestack clouds with glory attached

We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
The smokestack clouds with glory attached


The sky creatures dance
In a parking lot wind
That blows from a tundra

Where the jungle begins
If there's hope in a roadblock
Guns in a church

The lord will take his motorcade
And drive us into the dirt


We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
The smokestack clouds with glory attached
We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top

The smokestack clouds with glory attached

There's a skyscraper on the moon

And a man standing on a window
Forty-second floor
There's a light beaming through the galaxy

Telling me everything's gonna be OK

We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top

We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top
We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top

We're all pushing up the tin can mountain top