When we came upon the plain you could hear the children saying There's no way we're gonna take that city there 'Cause there's nothing but the wind is going out or coming in Over ramparts reaching that far up in the air And the city like a drum was beaten by the long arm of the sun .... the long arm of the sun Ohhhh Ohhhh Through the clouds of dust we raised we marched around that place for days The priests would blow on the ram's horns now and again But no other sound we made so from above they watched amazed For it was like a race of wraiths beseiged them And it went down as a rout we razed those walls with nothing but a shout .... nothing but a shout Ohhhh Ohhhh And the city like a drum was beaten by the long arm of the sun .... the long arm of the sun