"Cracker Drool" lyrics

"Cracker Drool"

She lamented far from home
Through the state of Mexico
Over the bridge and across the wall
Built around white cracker drool

Grab your gun and turn his hand
You're walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your Joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes

She wasted into the road
Felt the death beneath her toes
Passive eyes looked far from those
Who feel for the fleeting homes

Grab your gun and turn his hand
You're walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your Joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes

Words spoken in the dark
Alienation, biting hearts
Want nothing, want no part
Held hostage from the start

Grab your gun and turn his hand
Walkin' across the promised land
Settle down and drink your joe
Enjoy the scene before it implodes
Implodes
Implodes
Implodes


Writer(s): Lottie Pendlebury, Rosie Jones, Naima Redina Bock, Ellie Rose Davies
album: "Goat Girl" (2018)
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