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

Revision as of 08:32, 21 April 2009

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