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I'm waiting for the sun to rise so I can find my way back to Texas.But oh it's still dark outside cuz I can taste the fire on my lips And so I say to Lord, I'm so tired of this mess, butThe nation still burns at night, my ribs the coal of progress.So hey, get away from here, old ghostwe don't like your kind, soldier, defend this land and fight.These fields of fire they burn to dust said the cross-eyed boy from Pawnee.The old machines are laid to restNew England stars, they're lovely.And so I say to him, Boy, have you seen men in these parts?Hey hey yah yah black gold swims under the dirt.So hey, get away from here, old ghost,we don't like your kind, Soldier, defend this land and fight. Aus Songtexte Mania