The cold points of the sun glare through the trees bright and frozen
The cold points of the sun begging you please fighting this hold on
Talons spread wide as they drop from the sky
While grasshoppers take cover under buses and hide
Oh, eagles of gold, eagles of gold, eagles of gold
43 lives bought and sold
They can't hear you calling from this midnight street I'm thinking
Why'd you start swimming if you wanted to sink?
These dancers and makers of fakers pushing the mill
Why'd you start this movement if you want to be still?
Oh say can you see who built the gold eagles nest
They're sitting over the wall cashin' in on the death
Please dance with me I'm on fire