Lyrics The Post Alternative Seattle Fall Out - Bruce Dickinson

The Post Alternative Seattle Fall Out

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