Someday I'll take you to Disneyland Someday I'll take you to Disneyland We'll go on Mr. Toad's wild ride And follow him straight to hell But that's not necessary just now For now hell's all around us No rubber devils No smell of sulphur But hell nonetheless Hell more grotesque than any medieval woodcut Instead of dramatic demons A lifeless, shuffling horde Without souls Without imagination Without worth And beyond redemption Someday I'll take you to Disneyland I'll buy you a pair of mouse ears Tons of cotton candy And a big helium balloon with Mickey inside But all that can wait Today I'll buy you a .357 magnum And lots and lots of bullets I'll buy you a stack of AK-47s And a warehouse filled with banana clips All loaded and ready to go I'll buy you a B-52 Loaded with neutron bombs And lots of soldiers To do whatever's necessary Disneyland can wait We have time Someday there'll be more of us Maybe then the world can be Disneyland And visiting hell will be novel again Boyd Rice Schöner Text