Letra de Thumper
Didn't understand what went wrong, everything was going fine.
We'd spent ten-thousand miles together; two short years that flew on by.
It always happens when least expected: the bottom drops out - falls behind.
You left me in the desert naked, noone around to calm my mind.

Chorus:
Maybe it's for the better. I learned my lesson well this time.
Maybe it's for the better. Gotta leave your dinosaurs behind, sometime.

Two products of the Sixties. Young and wild and strong and free.
Together we had seen a nation; had built our own Timocracy.
But Socialisms never work out, can't count the gallons you had drunk.
With one quick snap it all lay wasted: the chains of love left in the trunk.