Taking Alcatraz Songtext

Richard Oakes gave me a call from San Francisco late in the fall; he said, “It's going down. We're going to take the island as a monument to the smallpox blankets and the bureaucrats;

you catch a bus tomorrow. And if we die here, at least we'll make the choice and if we're fine here, we can tell the boys that a line in the sand don't matter if you don't care; that a bird in the hand is worthless if you're too scared.”

So I clear my name and clear my throat find my voice and here we go again I need a place to stand. I hear sirens down the street from the third shift bar I'm going to park my car in the painted-off place where the bikers park. We'll see what happens then

And if I die here, well at least I made a choice. And if I'm fine here, you should tell the boys That a line in the sand don't matter if you don't care That a bird in the hand is worthless if you're too scared.

My friends keep calling; I don't pick up. I've got nothing to say that I won't just make up anyway I've got all this shit to do. I turned you off on the radio; I turn around- it's in a TV show.