[chorus:]
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
We're on the road to nowhere, let's find out where it goes
It might be a ladder to the stars, who knows?
Come all you no-hopers, you jokers and rogues
Leave all your furrows in the fields where they lie,
The factories and offices, kiss them all goodbye
Have a little faith in the dream-maker in the sky
There's glory in, believing in, and it's all in the beholder's eye
[chorus]
Turn off your engines and slow down your wheels
Suddenly your master plan loses its appeal
Everybody knows that this reality's not real
So raise a glass, to all things past
And celebrate how good it feels.
[chorus]
Awash on a sea of our own vanity
We should rejoice in our individuality
Though it's gale force, let's steer a course for sanity
[chorus] (2x)