Duke Special Snakes in the Grasss lyrics

Look a little harder through your telescope,
Careful you're not taken by a trick of smoke.
Look a little harder through your telescope,
And tell me what you see.

Giants in the mountains or snakes in grass?
Wipe away the sweat from your spying glass.
Steady with the hand or a chance will pass,
Tell me what you see.

We're stuck out in the desert
With only drops to drink.

Wayward child, Wayward child.

Wheels have stopped their turning
We're standing at the brink.
Wayward child, Wayward child.

Facing nor deceasing but there might be time

Heard the crazy rumors of the milk and wine
If only we've the bottle and the strength of spine
The future's not so bleak.

Two weeks in the desert,
About to be extinct.
Wayward child, Wayward child.

Throats are baked and burning
We're choking at the brink.
Wayward child, Wayward child.

So look a little harder through your telescope,
Careful you're not taken by a loss of hope
Look a little harder through your telescope
And tell me what you see, tell me what you see,
Please, tell me what you see.