Three murders . . .
Three murders' what the headlines say
They contradict the blackened day
And there's nothing that can stop it they say.
Three victims
Three victims laid to rest
The cops all protest, the claim to have done their best
That there's nothing more they can do, nothing more they can do
Juarez,
Juarez is a haunted place
The ambulances try and race
To beat the other's to the place where
Three women
all working for the mighty peso, can't seem to let it go
and the numbers still climb and grow
And there's nothing more they can do, nothing more they can do
How long is to long and you've had enough?
How little is too late to stop it and the hate goes on and on.
And I hope you see the light of day
I hope you see the light of day. . .