| Where do the dreams of babies go | |
| 'Cause you know they're all so good | |
| And they're also gone so fast | |
| Keep all your guns at home | |
| Help keep your momma safe | |
| 'Cause you know she's pretty good too | |
| Where is the night so warm and so strange | |
| That no one is afraid of themselves | |
| Pick, pick up, dig, dig out those weeds | |
| Out of your happy-go-lucky fields of such polluted thinking | |
| Where do the rockets find planets X3 | |
| Where are the dreams of the babies going | |
| 'Cause you know they're all going fast | |
| Take, take as much as you can | |
| 'Cause you know it's going so fast | |
| You know it's so good. | |
| Where are the many mountains so brave | |
| That they do not explode over everyone | |
| Pick, pick up, dig, dig out those weeds | |
| Out of your happy-go-lucky field | |
| Of such polluted thinking | |
| Where do the rockets find planets | |
| Where do the rockets find planets | |
| Keep your guns at home | |
| Keep your guns at home | |
| Help keep your momma safe | |
| You know she's all good too | |
| She's pretty good | |
| Where are the dreams of babies going | |
| 'Cause you know they're all good |