these toys are all lifeless the armor s worn off the shadow of a shadow is the ghost of a bomb skyscraper standing in a desert alone a helicopter searchlight is searching for no one we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top the smokestack clouds with glory attached we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top the smokestack clouds with glory attached the sky dancers dance in a parking lot wind that blows from a tundra where the jungle begins if there s hope in a roadblock guns in a church the lord will take his motorcade and drive us into the dirt we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top the smokestack clouds with glory attached we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top the smokestack clouds with glory attached there s a skyscraper on the moon and a man standing on a window forty second floor there s a light beaming through the galaxy telling me everything s gonna be okay we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top uh uh uh we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top uh uh uh we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top uh uh uh we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top uh uh uh we re all pushing up the tin can mountain top uh uh uh uh uh