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W.A.S.P. lyrics : "Promised Land"

Dig it I left my home in Norfolk Virginia
California on my mind
Straddled that Greyhound

Rode him in the Raleigh on across Caroline
We had motor trouble it turned into a struggle
Half way across Alabam

And that 'hound broke down and left us all stranded
In downtown Birmingham
Raleigh bought me a through train ticket

Ridin' cross Mississippi clean
I was on that midnight flyer out of Birmingham
Smokin' into New Orleans

Somebody help me get out of Louisiana
Just help me get to Houston town
There are people there who care a little 'bout me

And they won't let the poor boy down whoo
Sure as you're born they bought me a silk suit
Put a luggage in my hands

And I woke up high over Albuquerque
On a jet to the promised land
Workin' on a t bone steak a la carte

Flyin' over to the Golden State
And the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would send us to the terminal gate

Ah swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings

And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine

Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line
Workin' on a t bone steak a la carte

Flyin' over to the Golden State
And the pilot told us in thirteen minutes
He would send us to the terminal gate

Swing low chariot come down easy
Taxi to the terminal zone
Cut your engines and cool your wings

And let me make it to the telephone
Los Angeles give me Norfolk Virginia
Tidewater four ten o nine

Tell the folks back home this is the promised land callin'
And the poor boy's on the line whoo

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