Christ On Parade

Riding The Flatlands

Christ On Parade


I´ve got no one.
No place to go,
one man travelin´ freak show

[Chorus:]
Riding the flatlands, etc.

Nuclear wasteland is my home,
sun-baked desert all to my own-

[Chorus]

I´ve been many places.
Not a lot to see,
civilisation is now history

[Chorus]