They were hiding behind hay bales They were planting in the full moon They had given all they had For something new But the light of day was on them
Remember the Alamo When help was on the way It's better here and now I feel that good today I'd like to take a walk But not around the block I really
I could live inside a tepee I could die In Penthouse thirty-five You could lose me on the freeway But I would still Make it back alive As long as we
