I am from Salinas where the women go forever
And they never ever stop to ask why
My mother was a savior of six foot of bad behavior

With long, blond curly hair down to her thigh

Oh my mother

Oh my friends
Ask the angels "Will I ever see heaven again?"


Late into the evening, they would take each other screaming
Looking darkly to the back of her eye


The careless beast was bleating that the air behind was breathing
That they mustn't ever look up to the sky


There are no answers
There are found
Ask the angels, "Am I heaven-bound?"


Put it down to me
I, who speak awkwardly

Any word, if it is heard, is not intended to be
Not for him, not for her
Not for them, and not for me


Oh but that gun will turn before the sun starts to burn, understand


When the clouds roll in, we start playing for our sins
With a gun in my hand and my sun at my shoulder
Believe I will run before that boy gets older


Oh and that gun will turn before the sun starts to burn, understand
Oh and that gun will turn before the sun starts to burn, understand


I am from Salinas where the women go forever
And they never ever stop to ask why

My mother, she's a savior of six foot of bad behavior
With long, blond curly hair down to her thigh


Oh my mother
Oh my friends
Ask the angels, ?Will I ever see heaven again??

?Will I ever see heaven again??
?Will I ever see heaven again??


Punish them all, for they speak too much
Hate the world for what it did to us


Will I ever see heaven again?