It's a good time far bankers and winners and sailors
With their stories of jackpots and islands of pleasure
They keep their treasures locked in Iron Mountain
Locked in Iron mountain
They're sailing through this transitory life
They're moving through this transitory life

It takes a Iong time far a mouse to realize he's in a trap
But once he does, something inside him never stops trembling

And grandma in the pancake makeup she never wore in life
Lies there in her shiny black coffin looks just like a piano
She made herself a bed inside my ear
She made herself a bed inside my ear
And every night I hear
We're sailing through this transitory life
We're moving through this transitory life

When the doctor says: congratulations, it's a boy!
Where do aII the dream baby girls, those possible pearls, go?
Lorrine and Susan with the brown eyes
And lovely Irene and difficult but beautiful Betty
And tiny tiny Juanita?
They're sailing through this transitory life
They're moving through this transitory life
Afraid to breathe, afraid to rise
We run and run in this transitory life
Tipped off balance we fall like Iight
We land on water in this transitory life
We fall like light on water and water turns to ice
Everything keeps changing in this transitory life
Everything keeps changing in this transitory life