Old China

Gomez
Our first and last remaining took off late Sunday night
And disappeared beyond the places the city lights touch
And wherever you go the earth just opens up
We'll never know if the situation makes sense at all
The black box is no explanation; there's nothing but white noise
And wherever you go the earth just opens up
And wherever I go the earth just opens up
You'll never win your arguments
You'll never win your arguments with me
So all concerned were barely conscious when lights came on
Did we land or were we shot down? Did Jesus or Judas turn up?
And wherever you go the earth just opens up
And wherever I go the earth just opens up
You'll never win your arguments
You'll never win your arguments
You'll never win your arguments
You'll never win your arguments with me