The Promised Land Songtext
von Blacklist Royals

On a rattlesnake speedway
In the Utah desert
I pick up my money and
Head back in to town
Driving across the
Waynesboro county line
I got the radio on
And I′m just killing time
Working all day
In my daddy's garage
Driving all night
Chasing some mirage
Pretty soon little girl
I′m gonna take charge


The dogs on main street howl
Because they understand
If I could take one moment
Into my hands
Mister I ain't a boy
No I'm a man
And I believe in a promised land

I′ve done my best
To live the right way
I get up every morning and go
To work each day
But your eyes go blind and
Your blood runs cold
Sometimes I feel so weak
I just want to explode
Explode and tear
This whole town apart
Take a knife and cut this pain from my heart
Find somebody itching for
Something to start


There′s a dark cloud rising
From the desert floor
I packed my bags and I'm
Heading straight into the storm
Gonna be a twister
To blow everything down
That ain′t got the faith
To stand its ground
Blow away the dreams
That tear you apart
Blow away the dreams
That break your heart
Blow away the lies
That leave you nothing but
Lost and brokenhearted