Takamba — Robert Plant

Sing a song of freedom write it in the sky Pocket full of secrets, a belly full of lies Fiction to believe in, created then denied

Tricks and mirror Slight of hand Hoola hoola Promised land

Rhyme and reason Smoke and fire Hoola hoola Truth and lies

Hail the gift of memory in this fifty-second state Who sold me down the river and shafts me while he waits Outside the gates of Eden, star spangled and so late

Tricks and mirror Slight of hand Hoola hoola Promised land

Rhyme and reason Smoke and fire Hoola hoola Truth and lies