Chimneys smokey paradise. If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone. There's a full moon. Oh Lord, there's a full moon out tonight. Old men close their eyes and weep.
Young men pray that they're asleep, Inside the madness.
Young girls dance between the sparks, And old women die in parks, From too much sadness. And we dig a million holes. And were goin' down for gold. If you gotta leave, you gotta leave alone. If I was you, I would be leaving fast.