When the boys from the
Lotus Fair
Saw the gringos coming...
And who was I to be
Living there?
Didn't even own a problem at all.
Walk tall. Don't look
In the eyes.
I disappear in the daylight.
At night I'm lit like a
Neon sign.
Stay in, watch the traffic below.
Over Edgeware, over the freeway
Is where those boys collide
Choose your life or you choose a side
They say, "It makes no difference
We all are gonna die."
...look out for me and mine.
Down in line on
Logan St.
The fire was without warning.
And the young boy out
at the lemon tree
Could he have seen it coming at all?
Walk tall, don't look
in the eyes.
But he was shot
In broad daylight.
Don't need words when
We've got our knives.
Just carve a little warning sign.
Over Edgeware, over the freeway
Is where those boys collide
Choose your life or you choose a side
They say, "It makes no difference
We all are gonna die."