The horses howl, and Perceval lashes out
Kicks Red Boy up to his guts, and the posse laughs and shouts
Kaye stares down the mare
"You're hidin' something rare
Behind those sooty eyes. Calm now, else you're gonna die
You just look down—fix those eyes to the ground
Ain't no divinity up there who's gonna set you free
No help is comin' down, the sky don't care about this town—
This waste is just a den of creeps, where bullets and life are cheap!"
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
