[Chorus]
No marigolds in the promised
land
There's a hole in the ground
Where they used to grow
Any man left on the Rio Grande
Is the king of the world
As far as I know
I don't want your bread
I don't need your helping
hand
I can't be no savage
I can't be no highwayman
Show me where you are
You and I will spend this
day
Driving in my car
Through the ruins of Santa
Fe
Repeat Chorus
I'm reading last year's papers
Although I don't know why
Assassins cons and rapers
Might as well die
If you come around
No more pain and no regrets
Watch the sun go brown
Smoking cobalt cigarettes
There's no need to hide
Taking things the easy way
If I stay inside
I might live til Saturday
Repeat Chorus
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