Don't Give Up Your Dreams Lyrics

Don't give up your Dreams...
Well the patient is sad and the parking lot is full
And the padlock was smashed through the golden window
Black Bloc Rita hates your automobile
She's saying 'don't try to live in your dreams'
She's saying 'don't never try to live off your dreams'
And "The Speaker" is bad,
Thought "The Speaker" is cold,
And _The Coming Insurrection_ has left you kind of cold
Black Bloc Rita needs to borrow your automobile
And she's punching a maid in disguise
And she's pulling fake white hair over her eyes,
'Oh lord,' the butler, he sighs,
'That she's dyeing a red shirt white,
Stealing an automobile
We all fall
Down Down Down!'
Don't Don't Don't give up your Dreams!
And Charlie is sick and Charlie is sad
We're going down, down-town to see the golden shops
We're gonna take him down down-town to see the golden shops
And when you're running from a rave...
When you're a runninnnnnnnn...

[from liner notes]