Letra de 1959

[Verse 1:]
Listen to my story, got two tales to tell
One of fallen glory, one of vanity
The world's roof was raging
We were looking fine
Cause we built that thing

[Coro:]
And it grew wings
In 1959

[Verse 2:]
Wisdom was a teapot, pouring from above
Desolation angels served it up with love
Igniting life every form of light
Moved by bold design
Slid in that thing

[Coro]

[Verse 3:]
It was blue and shining in the sun
Braced, native
Speeding the American plain
Into freedom freedom freedom
China was a tempest and madness overflowed
The lama was a young man and watched his world in flames
Taking glory down by the edge of clouds
It was a crying shame
Another lost horizon Tibet the fallen star
Wisdom and compassion crushed in the land of Shangri-la
But in the land of the Impala honey, well we were looking fine
Cause we built that thing and it grew wings in 1959[x3]
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times in 1959[x2]