Dropped off the edge again down in jaurez

"don't even bat an eye

If the eagle cries" the rasta man says,

Just cause the desert likes young girls flesh and

No angel came

I don't think you even know

What you think you just said

So go on spill your seed

Shake your gun to the rasta man's head

And the desert- she must be blessed and

No angel came

There's a time to keep it up

A time to keep it in

The indian is told

The cowboy is his friend

You know that i can breathe

Even when i cheat

Should. should've been over for me

No angel came


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