So here we are lost in the gorge
Red rocks alight in Vulcan's Forge
But for the sun that burns your eye
This is a film set and no lie
We walk in twos and take our snaps
Back to the bus and move out fast
Happy we'll tell them we were there
Happy we breathed the frontier air
And further than Heathrow
There's only one place where anyone can go
For the grace of a
Sweet, sweet dollar bill
Paper key to Cezanne hills
Venice, Bangkok or Brazil
Sweet dollar bill