The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
The Walkabouts
Carved your name on the numbering hill
Now it looks on the town with the promise to kill everything
We lit this valley with atomic power
But the lights went down in the closing hour yesterday
And ghosty Bonny spins atop her grave
Sayin' we had better save what we can save
Oh no
Oh no, hole in the mountain
No this ain't the end of the world
But I'm sure you'll find it waitin' its turn close to here
All that's left is the salvage we brought
Soon we won't recognize the things that we got, close to here
And ghosty Bonny spins atop her grave
Sayin' we had better save what we can save
Oh no
Oh no, hole in the mountain
Send the storm kings across the flat
Take it back while there's somethin' to take back
Shake the cans 'til the crows go flyin'
Bedlam's breakin' but that won't stop us from tryin'
Hole in the mountain
Oh no
Oh no, hole in the mountain