She lamented far from home
Through the state of Mexico
Over the bridge and across the wall
Built around white cracker drool
Grab your gun and turn his hand
You're walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your Joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes
She wasted into the road
Felt the death beneath her toes
Passive eyes looked far from those
Who feel for the fleeting homes
Grab your gun and turn his hand
You're walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your Joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes
Words spoken in the dark
Alienation, biting hearts
Want nothing, want no part
Held hostage from the start
Grab your gun and turn his hand
Walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes
Implodes
Implodes
Implodes
