Words and Music by Skip Hahn
Copyright 2003
Vocals and instruments by Skip Hahn
Produced by Skip Hahn


Always looming ahead is discovery
We drive through darkness, with technology
We can even fly and see the world
With blinders on, with blinders on
Led only by our imagination
Can we talk, Can we talk
Can we talk, Can we talk it over?

Work something out, Can we work it out
Can we work, can we work, can we work it out?
Do we have a chance you and me, to make it?
Take a chance, and get naked

Suicidal maniacs roam the world
Tryin' to find a way to take us all
Down with them, martyrs, but then
There would be no infamy with no one left to care, folly

Meanwhile, we'll be buying up land
Eureka , we've found gold
And, now everybody wants some
So, it's wild and it's beautiful
But, the rest of us are all losers in your game
Your Big money game

It's a new world
We gotta take good care of it
It's gonna be Big, this time
We're gonna be Big, this time
Yeah we're gonna be really Big, this time

©2003 Skip Hahn