"The Tourist" lyrics

American buffalo made on the plains
Tall sky crying tears of rain
Somethin' colossal this way strides
And here comes the tourist with his curious eye

Slumberin' sidewalks are startin' to shake
Leather cat talkin' 'bout a fox and a snake
Change is comin' and we all know why
And here comes the tourist with his head in the sky

Smells like revolution
In the air
Feels like revolution
Everywhere

Love and lovemaking like medicine flow
There are clouds, there are castles in the afterglow
The ramparts of evening, the colours of light
And here comes the tourist engraving the night

Moon's under shadow, the sun's underground
Everybody's lookin' for next year's sound
Prophets and gurus crawlin' out of the seams
And here comes the tourist recording the scene

Smells like revolution
In the air
Feels like revolution
Everywhere

I stepped outside of my mind
And found myself in the land
Where everything is the first of its kind

Days fall like dominoes down on the street
The change has come but it's incomplete
A new dark rises as the old one falls
And here comes the tourist photographing it all

Things blow together, things fall apart
The only sure bet is a faithful heart
From the spiritual sun to the trailer park
Time's an impostor but he's all we've got
And here comes the tourist for one more shot

Smells like revolution
In the air
Feels like revolution
Everywhere