Lyrics White Sands - Planet P Project, Tony Carey

White Sands

I was a teenager when JFK said
We’ll send a man to the moon and bring him back safely.
Well, he had some help…
Now how cynical is this?
Operation paperclip, at the end of world war 2
Brought the german scientific hierarchy to america —
To design and implement the space program at white sands, new mexico…
Pontius Pilate had less blood on his hands than this bunch —
My hands are bleeding…
In the middle of a conflagration
In the air over london town
Like a boy’s imagination
Spaceships come raining down
In a cave in peenemünde
In the last hours of the fight
In the middle of the bleeding and the wounded
The good doctor plans his flight
That’s all over now
We fought to our last man
I need atonement now
To wash my bleeding hands
In white sands
I still can’t stop the voices
Of the ones who starved and died
I made my own choices
But can’t kill those screams inside
I’m a man of science first
Put the first man on the moon
The french are bad, the russians are worse
Hope the americans get here soon
But that’s all over now
We fought to our last man
I need atonement now
To wash my bleeding hands
In white sands
My hands are bleeding…