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."