El Paso

Credits:
Jason Ross

Availability:
Unreleased

Notes:
This was played live on the radio on 1997-06-15.
99x Studios in Atlanta, GA. It was never officialy
released

Lyrics:
Victor is lucidly aware of his city
Mean, for a Holiday Inn courtesy driver
Who picks you up after work and takes you
To the Prince Machiavelli, it's a topless bar
It resembles a barn in your yard
It's more Alamo then a gentlemans club
It supposes to be on the sign

And lady you drive unsatisified
Cursing yourself for not watching the time
Back to a hotel where you smoke yourself
Get a hit on as you head for the bridge
And Victor will offer a cigarette
You deny yourself the pleasure
But you want one just the same
And the eyes of Juarez are emerald
A green haze of distinction supporting the rage

Darkness has passed
And you stand on a wall
Men stand before you and bathe in their piss
You can taste your own cotton mouth
Like someone has stuffed you with paper and gauze
Victor why arent you talking
They decide to take your boots
Si, hay para ti
I brought them just for you

Victors aunts a federale
And judicial police, well they fear federales
They escort you back to the perimeter
You make your way over the bridge
And all this while your wondering why
You haven't more carefully constructed your time
Back in El Paso
Safe as milk in El Paso

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