Deng Xiaoping

Deng Xiaoping
　　A true Asada king
　　Lay dying in Shanghai
　　A comet tracing through the sky
　　Chairman Mao
　　Heard thunder in the dawn
　　The old guard’s come and gone
　　And underneath our world’s a drone
　　
　　While my grandfather floats in the sea
　　All the angels stare at me
　　The dome of the sky fades away
　　All I see is outer space
　　While my grandfather floats in the sea
　　Chairman Mao laughs joyfully
　　The dome of the sky fades away
　　And every now and then I see some outer space
　　
　　Off the coast
　　The shipping lanes are closed
　　The fields have all gone dry
　　The satellites are standing by
　　But Bay-one
　　He’s whirling like a Khan
　　Mole’s like a swan
　　The airwaves of the demi-monde