Lyrics

The Grand Canyon
Nuclear weapons
Strip lighting in the sand
Beautiful places
Ugly people
Sometimes they go
Hand in hand
Heaven on Earth
Ignorant locals
Architecture somewhat bland
Beautiful places
Ugly buildings
Sometimes they go
Hand in hand
You may think it's picturesque
But they will run you out of town
You will think the town is pretty
Until they knock you to the ground
Beautiful places
Ugly people
I remember where I came from
Being threatened
So we ran
Beautiful places
Ugly people
Sometimes they go
Hand in hand
Reagan's babies
Thatcher's children
There's no telling where they land
Beautiful places
Ugly people
Sometimes they go
Hand in hand