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There's a place
<noinclude>{{Lyrics for|Broken Promise Land}}</noinclude>
 
There's a place<br>
Where words mean nothing or much less
Where words mean nothing or much less<br>
 
Such a disgrace<br>
Such a disgrace
We got to get out of this mess<br>
 
<br>
We got to get out of this mess
Coming in under the cover of darkness<br>
 
How high shall we build this wall?<br>
 
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless<br>
 
How hard did I slam that door?<br>
Coming in under the cover of darkness
<br>
 
I swore I'd never walk away<br>
How high shall we build this wall?
Until I saw this day<br>
 
It didn't turn out the way we planned<br>
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
Now I'm living in<br>
 
Broken Promise Land<br>
How hard did I slam that door?
Broken Promise Land<br>
 
<br>
 
There's a town I know<br>
 
Has a strange resemblance to Jericho<br>
I swore I'd never walk away
Even though<br>
 
Seven horns are getting ready to blow<br>
Until I saw this day
<br>
 
Coming in under the cover of darkness<br>
It didn't turn out the way we planned  
How high shall we build this wall?<br>
 
Could've said more but it would've seemed heartless<br>
Now I'm living in
How tight shall we close that door?<br>
 
<br>
Broken Promise Land  
They only claimed to be redeemed<br>
 
They take that name and then blaspheme<br>
Broken Promise Land  
It didn't turn out the way we planned<br>
 
Now I'm living in<br>
 
Broken Promise Land<br>
 
Broken Promise Land<br>
There's a town I know
<br>
 
There's a place<br>
Has a strange resemblance to Jericho
Where infidels and showgirls meet<br>
 
Such a disgrace<br>
Even though
Wedding bells crumble in the street<br>
 
<br>
Seven horns are getting ready to blow
Coming in under the cover of darkness<br>
 
How high shall we build this wall?<br>
 
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless<br>
 
How tight shall we shut that door?<br>
Coming in under the cover of darkness
<br>
 
In the name of the Father and the Son<br>
How high shall we build this wall?
In the name of gasoline and a gun<br>
 
It didn't turn out the way we planned<br>
Could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
Now I'm living in<br>
 
Broken Promise Land<br>
How tight shall we close that door?
Broken Promise Land<br>
 
 
 
They only claimed to be redeemed
 
They take that name and then blaspheme
 
It didn't turn out the way we planned
 
Now I'm living in
 
Broken Promise Land  
 
Broken Promise Land
 
 
 
There's a place
 
Where infidels and showgirls meet
 
Such a disgrace
 
Wedding bells crumble in the street
 
 
 
Coming in under the cover of darkness
 
How high shall we build this wall?
 
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
 
How tight shall we shut that door?
 
 
 
In the name of the Father and the Son
 
In the name of gasoline and a gun
 
It didn't turn out the way we planned  
 
Now I'm living in
 
Broken Promise Land
 
Broken Promise Land

Latest revision as of 06:55, 22 April 2009

lyrics for
Broken Promise Land

There's a place
Where words mean nothing or much less
Such a disgrace
We got to get out of this mess

Coming in under the cover of darkness
How high shall we build this wall?
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
How hard did I slam that door?

I swore I'd never walk away
Until I saw this day
It didn't turn out the way we planned
Now I'm living in
Broken Promise Land
Broken Promise Land

There's a town I know
Has a strange resemblance to Jericho
Even though
Seven horns are getting ready to blow

Coming in under the cover of darkness
How high shall we build this wall?
Could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
How tight shall we close that door?

They only claimed to be redeemed
They take that name and then blaspheme
It didn't turn out the way we planned
Now I'm living in
Broken Promise Land
Broken Promise Land

There's a place
Where infidels and showgirls meet
Such a disgrace
Wedding bells crumble in the street

Coming in under the cover of darkness
How high shall we build this wall?
I could've said more but it would've seemed heartless
How tight shall we shut that door?

In the name of the Father and the Son
In the name of gasoline and a gun
It didn't turn out the way we planned
Now I'm living in
Broken Promise Land
Broken Promise Land