When i'm away, when i'm okay. When I don't die when i live when everything turns out my way ill take the first freight train out of texas west bound to the promise land or bust and at the promise land i've found that i'm hangin on by the skin of my teeth. I'm walkin down this dead end road but i've got my lucky shoes filled with my lucky feet.
All around me, all i can see bombs manufactured, made by man and placed in man's hands and when the nuclear rain starts to pour on my head i'll lay it down to the floor lay it down to the floor and pray for rain to come and wash this blood away where my sisters play and my brothers drink I can't even begin to think of the catastrophe upon me upon you what shall we do?
So i'll pray for rain to come and wash this blood away where my sisters play my brothers drink i cant even begin to think of the catastrophe upon me upon you what shall we do we'll get away, Another Country