I dream of smoke and gasoline
My dresses burn, the wheat fields burn
Cut a switch from the cherry tree and come back
Come back to me
A million boys float down the river
All named Tom, they're all named Tom
Pushed in by their mothers and sisters
It's what you want
It's what you want
No bridge where there once was a bridge
Sugar spills, into the river
The baby plays with a fighter jet
They're U.S
They're U.S. jets
A million boys float down the river
All named Tom, they're all named Tom
Pushed in by their mothers and sisters
It's what you want
It's what you want