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Drove over rocks and over the sand. Indian blood claims this land.
Took me along, to bear where he trod. The land of the jaguar god.
Took me with his daddy's gun, and nothing but lead.
Found me in my ancient slum, the gutter made me a bed.
We were both one step above dead.
Spoke to me slow and listless of pace, asked if my tongue knew Ingles.
Before I could think I spoke, “Yes I do.” A gun, then his sleeve did produce.
Told me he once ran a gang, killed many a man.
Professor I once used to be, ‘til I lost all I had.
You see, the mescal drove my mind mad.
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We drove so long. The hours seeming like days.
Deep down I knew I'm better off this way.
We spun out the threads and looked back.
Found that the threads were the same.
Well there's no going back.
We're two animals on the run, we can't be tamed.
And I saw what I saw.
Found that the threads were the same.
Well there's no going back.
We're two animals on the run, and we can't be tamed.
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