Song picture
Broken
Like
Playlist
Comment Share
License   $0.00
Free download
punk rock seattle
Creative Commons license
Commercial uses of this track are NOT allowed.
Adaptations of this track are NOT allowed to be shared.
You must attribute the work in the manner specified by the artist.
Artist picture
Bed-wetting punk rock trio from Seattle.
We're a trio from Seattle. We play punk rock: loud, hard, and fast. If you've heard The Clash, Screeching Weasel, or Social D, you know what we sound like.
Song Info
Genre
Rock • Punk
Charts
Peak #943
Peak in subgenre #86
Author
autonomadic
Rights
2005 autonomadic; licensed cc/by-nc-sa/2.0
Uploaded
April 16, 2006
Track Files
MP3
MP3 3.0 MB • 128 kbps • 3:14
Lyrics
Just because my skin is darker, Don't mean my heart ain't as pure. You don't know how long I've worked harder, In the heat, and the rain, and the dirt. And in time, when I can find work, No one works harder, no one takes more pride than me. When I face the mountains, my back to the desert, One journey's ending -- another one begins. So, walk with me. Just because I crossed the border, Don't mean I'm ever going back. I want more than just your dimes and quarters -- Gonna make me some real American cash. And in time, I'll own my own home, I'll drive a big car, I'll raise my family. I crossed the desert, to climb the mountains, And now the valley stretches out before my feet. Just because I don't speak your English, Don't mean I'm slow or I'm dumb. And just because my life was hellish, Don't judge what my future's to become. 'Cause in time, our kids will wear the same clothes, Go to the same schools, watch the same TV shows; We'll walk through the valley, when the trees are blooming -- They lean over the river, glistening under a broken sky.
Comments
The artist currently doesn't allow comments.