The New Hymn (Recessional)
The Residents
Let our children live in a holey land...
We have left our lives, we have left our land
We have left behind all we understand
Now we must cry out, yes we must demand --
Let our children live in a land that's low
Where the holes are deeper than light can go;
Let them not have pride but instead a soul
That can see the shame of the hands that glow
