I didn't do it-it wasn't me
I can't recall-how could it be?
I was on the train to Montreal
We should have stopped it-we had the time
They were so far out of line
Now there's tears of rage for the carnage that we saw
CHORUS
One man wears a silk suit, one man has no shirt
Drink the bottled water 'cause there's poison in the dirt
I'm walkin' back to Houston with a ransom for the king
Just pieces of someone else's dream
Between the cross and the sword and where the gold is stored
The border's closed and still they fly away
Old men hang on the walls, on the bench the gavel falls
And the judge just talks about the good old days
CHORUS
One man wears a silk suit, one man has no shirt
Drink the bottled water 'cause there's poison in the dirt
I'm down at the shipyard with a ransom for the king
While little kids are grabbin' rocks to sling
Just pieces of someone else's dream
Crepe myrtle falls to the ground, and for us the only sound
Is a mockingbird whose song goes on and on
But half a world away it's fear that starts their day
Four a.m. and there's lightening all around
CHORUS
Green and white on one box, one red white and blue
Papers blow on down the road but no one knows the truth
I'm walking back from Wall Street with a ransom for the king
While fighter jets are up and on the wing
Just pieces of someone else's dream
