Echoes Through Ruin

Through ruins they tread with nostalgia in eyes Past echoes of jazz in a world that has died Atomic cocktails when the evening falls In this dystopia of decaying walls Dusty old tracks on a radio's vine Spinning the tunes of an innocent time In the wasteland, the vaults were all dreaming Of a blue sky that's long lost to time Ghouls and mutants, the old world's still scheming Survivors in rags keeping in line Survivors in rags keeping in line And it's V.A.T.S., shots, aiming so precise With the Pip-Boy light, scavenge through the night Feeling like a king with a barrel that shines Old world's tunes, swingin’ ‘neath the moon Caps and caravans, our post-apoc tune [Chorus] Cause in this Fallout land we play Where 'Anything Goes' just sways Wearing fedoras as we're marching on by Through broken cities under nuclear sky Chasing the past, with our future unsure We're the new world, but we sing of before Carry the old tunes, in battered suitcases Dealing with raiders, in desolate places